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6174: Ebon

The tunnels were horrible. Ignis did not consider it an exaggeration, or a lie, or anything else. They were one of the worst things he had ever encountered on the islands. They were cramped, and musty, and the airflow was horrible. The three flyers were struggling to even fly down it, and had resorted to walking at one point as the dead air pushed against their wings.   Ebon and Jay were ironically much better...

Ignis flapped his wings, rapidly beating them in order to gain altitude in the air as his harsh gaze scorched the land below as fiercely as fire. Somewhere nearby, there was an oviraptor. He had been following the tracks for hours now, and the trail was getting fresher and fresher. It was almost time.   By his side were two much larger flyers, tropeognathus. While normally Ignis preferred to fly solo, the stra...