"I'm not sure how many dragons are left. I mean, not the part Dragons like Thunderbeak, but the ones who fought in the war." she grew a little thoughtful, wistful, and sad. "He didn't realize the war was over. He was trapped on the world, trapped in his dead body, still trying to defend. We were able to send him on, though," she said quietly, eyes distant. "Sent his spirit to join the other Dragons." She swallowed a bit and offered a teary smile. "They waited. We all saw them when he rejoined his kin. When he was freed."