That was when Blaze's mom finally finished.
"Woah," Blaze said. Silence. Then Blaze broke the silence by saying, "Let's go see the Doomflame then!" then she took off from the ground, went outside, and sped towards the bottom of the volcano.
They landed in front of a stunning trone. The throne was quite intricate, as it was gold with what looked like ancient carved pictures of dragons. The gold was not just gold. The color of the gold was a beautiful molten gold. It was tall with the top of the chair curving into a cylinder. There was a ruby-red pillow with gold fringed corners on the seat.
The dragon perched upon the throne was another matter entirely. He was a little bigger than Scythe, with deep, shiny, midnight-black scales and wonderful silvery wings. His eyes were a nice ruby color, with amber flecks. So this is the Doomflame. Precious thought. Then he spoke.
"So the dragon of jewels has come. Or has she returned? I on the behalf of Laki Lava Black Mamba tribe, welcome you," Precious noticed he had a deep, booming voice, smooth and clear. It seemed to be filled with wisdom from the Doomflames before him.
"Let me guess. You have come to me for help. You request to rescue your friend. I say this because I presume you have heard the story?"
"Yes. I have come to you for that purpose," Precious responded. "I have a forest dragon friend named Sycamore. He was captured and i followed him here."
"Hmm. Fiery! What is the comet time?" the Doomflame boomed, "Fiery? Fiery!"
"3 stars away sir! Fiery is with the Molten Elementary students, so I'm answering for him." said a small black mamba with a little silver diamond shape on her forehead. She looked older than Blaze, yet younger than Precious.
"Thank you Star. Fiery has taught you well. Go visit Smokefume for a reward. Tell him I sent you. He won't refuse," The Doomflame told the little dragon. Star nodded and flew off. The Doomflame turned back to Precious.
"This is grave. The Father Doomflame comet will arrive in 3 stars time. I will send Captain Zap's army to see if we can hold back the things to come. The army will fight the cage-carriers. Good luck. Travel safely." the Doomflame wished Precious, "You'll need it."