As the magic dragon soared high above, the vastness of heaven and earth felt all the greater.
"Just like that. Fly." Gendry rode Balerion, the world growing larger with the magic dragon's flight, Deep Den growing smaller.
A clear sky, a blue sky.
After more than a century, a magic dragon and a Dragon Knight danced together once again.
Balerion beat his black leathery wings, stirring thunderous winds.
"Left."
"Right."
Balerion really did seem to be Balerion the Black Dread reborn. He had a strong personality and would not be toyed with easily.
Dragons were ill-tempered to begin with, and Balerion was the most unruly of the three. He obeyed only Gendry's commands; even Daenerys could barely control him.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. Passing through the clouds, the Black Dragon became a tiny black speck, growing smaller and smaller, the wind sharp as needles.
When the magic dragon spiraled downward, his form grew larger and larger.
"Descend!" A spiraling dive-this was also the magic dragon's favorite way to attack.
Beneath the sun, the magic dragon folded his wings, concealing his shape, then began his descent to bombardment.
I'm still missing a pilot's helmet, Gendry thought. Traditional helmets obstructed his vision somewhat.
There are still some Valyrian Steel Daggers, so there's no shortage of steel either. Gendry felt that a Valyrian steel base fitted with some Myr lenses might make a good prototype.
As people flew higher, oxygen, temperature, and air pressure all dropped.
Yet these Dragon Kings were all perfectly lively. Gendry had to marvel that these Dragon Kings might truly have been modified by magic.
Gendry saw the road beside Deep Den, stretching like a belt: the Goldroad extending between the Westerlands and King's Landing.
All roads led to King's Landing.
The Goldroad began at the Lion Gate of King's