The stars in your eyes

Xaddrin arrived in the mountain of eternal flame. He had covered his skin with frost to prevent him from burning to ashes. The flame of the mountain was strong but his ice was just as strong. 

He flew near the ground, the steam from the mountain was all that they needed to melt Zhakhil back to normal. He held his prince tightly not to let him fall as he waited for the steam to start affecting the ice around Zhakhil. 

Iggi and Adran arrived a little later. Iggi watched Xaddrin struggle to keep calm with the steam entering his eyes. He was finding it hard to remain in one place. 

"Let him go," he instructed to the dragon. Xaddrin didn't wait to be told twice, the steam from the mountain was going to blind him. He let go of Zhakhil and flew up to the safe distance that Iggi and Adran had kept with the mountain.