Neutral territory near the Sea Kingdom, a large rock. Morrowseer and Blister called the Kestrel for a talk.

“Sorry, Kestrel, but it seems we don’t need you anymore," — Blister hissed with a bloodthirsty smile, already readying the poisonous spike at the tip of her tail. The Skywing didn’t have time to understand what happened when suddenly her vision darkened, everything around her blurred into a whirlpool of colors, and a piercing scream rang out. Out of the corner of her eye, Kestrel saw the blurred silhouette of a dragon suffocating Blister. Morrowseer roared and lunged at the unexpected guest but fell to the ground. Sharp claws dug into Kestrel’s sides as the savior soared into the air, carrying the Skywing in his paws.

“Who are you?! What are you doing, abomination?!” — Kestrel hissed.