Precious, Blaze, and Star sped away before the cage-carriers spotted them. Blaze dared looked back and saw her dragons get slaughtered. She sobbed even more. Precious looked at the cages that the cage-carriers carried.
"Why isn't he here? WHY ISN'T HE HERE?! He should be here! He is just a dragon! To them! Sycamore is not just a dragon to me! Why did they take him? WHY?! WHERE IS HE!?" Precious cried. Blaze was listening to Precious with concern. Star on the other hand, was mumbling to herself.
"Star? What are you saying? I can't understand you," Precious said. Slowly, Star's mumbling increased in volume.
"Get the green destroy the red, hide in the jail," she said, "Get the green destroy the red, hide in the JAIL!" Star shouted, "That's it! That is where your friend is!"
"How do you know? You are just the apprentice of Fiery... FIERY! OF COURSE!" Blaze babbled.
"He is in the jail where the lead cage-carrier throws disobedient cage-carriers. It is a place only I and the lead cage-carrier know how to get to!" Star said.
"Why you?" Precious asked Star. But Star didn't hear, for she was speeding away, Blaze following her.
"May as well trust her," Precious said to herself. Then she, too, followed after Star.