Only one of the dragons appeared calmer. A huge black beast, Balthazar, sat atop a peak overseeing the carnage. He roared a roar so loud it was heard around the world. The dragons ceased and took positions to see what Balthazar intended for them to do next. They sat atop mountain peaks, motionless, in the thrall of their master, and as he stretched out his wings to show his full might and scale, the venery of dragons responded by shooting flames up into the air and screaming a draconic roar. Balthazar turned and flew into the azure sky, beyond the girdle of Albus that had kept them contained for centuries, and the other dragons followed. Raggan was in raptures at the sight of a host of a thousand dragons flying in unison together. As they flew out of sight, Raggan knew that they had passed the barrier and were about to wreak havoc on the mortal and magic realms.