Raggan had not been to the surface yet, but the vague sound of screams told him something was also going on up there. The other giants, unaware of what was going on, were shut into their caves. Instead of waking them, he decided to head up on his own. He was confronted by an unbelievable sight. The younger dragons were kept shut in until tamed. Then as they grew too large for the interior of Delphino Mountain, they were allowed to roam the skies. They were constrained by the girdle of Albus, a spell that prevented them from wandering away too far. Now Albus was gone, they were no longer held by the mountain, and the dragons knew this. Raggan exited the caves and, at first, was blinded by the light. As his eyes adjusted, he saw why the giants were screaming. Hundreds of full-grown dragons had taken to the skies, raining fire down on the city. Already it was half destroyed, and many of the giants had been slain. The mountaintop flowed with rivers of their blood.