Leonard, holding the faerie dragon, sat obediently behind Edna... Nature Mages simply had an advantage in this aspect. Even dragons who disliked strangers sitting on their backs would make a slight exception for them.
As for Dervis and the others, they stood in utter bewilderment inside a wildly modified carriage body, staring at the already obliterated Candlekeep... Although they had no idea why these Undead had modified the upper half of the carriage into a sturdy metal cage, at least it was not a real prison cell, so they just had to accept it.
As for Nasr, he was sitting on the back of Nanfeng's white dragon friend... This was an adult male white dragon with a rather simple personality, and he was quite loose with the requirements for the passengers on his back... As long as it was someone he couldn't beat, they could board.
The Undead who were still alive apparently only had Nanfeng left to arrange things for the Toril natives. He wandered around snapping pictures everywhere while muttering to himself, "What's wrong with the shots I took? Are they not good-looking? I'm a professional, you know! Isn't Edna beautiful?
Why are you looking at the fugitives on the sea?"
The Candlekeep mages and scholars who had been hiding in the sea waiting for the outcome began to panic and shout the moment the cliffs started collapsing toward the ocean, frantically swimming away... Some who carried small wooden boats had it a bit better, and with magic, their speed was still quite fast.
However, most people could only either cast a swimming spell on themselves or use water-walking magic to struggle along, though practically everyone had the blue glow of a water breathing spell.
"Hey?" Nasr gave Nanfeng a push. "Quick, take pictures of Candlekeep!"
"Oh~ Oghma