This time, David and his companions didn't have to wait long outside the fortress before a horn sounded from within the mountains, its tone distinctly different from the previous one.
With this horn's call, many Dwarves, initially nervous at seeing so many dragons gathered, finally relaxed. They lowered their guard, put away their weapons, and formed a ceremonial line before the fortress.
Only then did David flap his wings gently and descend onto Rune Rock Peak at Eight Peaks Mountain. He took the lead, striding through the slowly opening iron gates of the solitary fortress.
Perhaps because nearly every dragon bore injuries, a sense of unease permeated this sudden meeting, especially since they were entering the Dwarves' lair.
