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The first rays of the sun were peeking over the horizon when the dragons and their passengers reached the Red Mountain Clan. They were met by scouts who led them to the airfield, where they all landed. When everyone had shifted back to their human forms, they were taken to the control center, where Derek Night awaited them. “Welcome back,” Derek said when they entered the building. “Did you get everyone out?” “We did,” Joe told him. “Thank you for your help with this.” “Don’t mention it. I only ask that you return the favor if it is ever needed.” “Consider it done.” “Good,” Derek said, clapping his hands together. “I have something for you. I had my kitchen make breakfast for you on the way home. The three large boxes on the table by the door are all yours.” Derek looked at the group