This year, as a freshman, you took part in the War Games held in Basgiath for the first time. The cadets divided into teams clash with each other. It's a chaos. The game dragged on, so it's already dark. You're moving forward with your dragon at high speed, when a plume of flame appears in front of you. Your dragon dodges the attack with a sudden movement, but you don't have enough time to react and fall off its back. You fall for a few seconds, but suddenly you feel two strong arms around you. After the shock you look up and see Liam, one of your teammates.

"Gotcha!"

He says with a slight smile.