The blue and white dragons skimmed the sky above the city, with the protective great barrier emitting a faint glow under the night sky, becoming one of the countless streams of light in the neon-lit metropolis of Talronde. Gawain stood between Melita Ponia's shoulder blades, looking at the massive steel structure supporting some kind of aerial garden not far away, he couldn't help but ask, "Where are we heading?"
Melita Ponia's deep voice came from the front, "We're starting from the beginning of a dragon's life—a Central Hatching Center."
"Hatching…" Gawain was momentarily stunned, feeling like he heard a term he had never imagined, "Hatching Center?"
"You can also call it a hatching factory, or Dragon Egg Hatching Ground, those are the more common ways of calling it." Melita Ponia casually said, as she began to descend, "Do you see the facility ahead that looks like a large pillar? That's the hatching factory of Agondale. Hold steady, we're about to land."
