Erend narrowed his glowing blue eyes. He knew without a doubt that all of this was an illusion. A vision that was drawn from Thar'Zul-Vekar's memories and projected into the world like a dream made real with his Magic power. None of it could see him or effecting him and Eccar. Especially not the Fire Dragon.
"This is the past," he muttered through the bond. "That Dragon named Maelric can't see us. None of this is real."
"I figured," Eccar replied, still standing with wings slightly flared. "I'm not dropping my form, though. Not until I'm sure we're not about to be eaten by the forest itself."
Erend gave a slight nod. "Fair. But I'll change back to my human form. I want a closer look."
With a flicker of lightning his form shrank. Muscles folded inward, scales drew tight, and light danced around him before revealing his human body.
He took a slow step forward with eyes locked on Maelric.
