Twenty years from the two tribes’ death,
Eight dragonets are born.
To uncover the mystery of Wings of grass
And Wings of feu too.
Over the mountains, peaks, and mines,
Where guards of the enemy lie.
Solve the mystery once and for all,
And unite against the foe.
Look for the runaway dragonet,
Look for the waiting danger.
Look for the claws of thunder,
Until the secret is uncovered.
chercher for the silent river,
chercher for the gaining power.
And finally, chercher for the archway of life,
ou else everything is lost.
The mystery stays inside a tribe,
Answered par those united.
ou else all of them perish,
Defeated par those they trust.
