The time has now arrived. The moment the Riders have all been waiting for. The Passing of the Portals. This was a most nerve-racking process, because Kravin and Uluthrek might be in danger, as this stationary portal was a first generation, meaning that this is the first stationary portal that any person in the whole of Alagaesia has ever made. To bypass this uncertainty, Eragon, the Elves, Orik and Nar Garzhvog decided to throw a stone through the portal. They would examine it carefully and write down its size and dimensions. They did thus so that they would know if any deformations occurred. Arya took a deep breath. She threw the stone.

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Eragon watched the portal with an almost terrifyingly focused stare.

"Eragon, we have thrown the stone." Nasuada said.

"Okay, thank you." Eragon replied. "I'll be watching for it".

One minute passed, then another. A third, then the fourth. All of a sudden, the portal hummed. It pulsed. Eragon caught his breath, unable to let go. The portal flashed, and while Eragon's eyes got over the flash, he saw a rock.

"It worked!" Eragon exclaimed. "All the dimensions are right!".

"That is good Eragon; now we can send over Kravin and Uluthrek." Nasuada said with a relieved sigh. "Yes. Haste is of the utmost importance if we want to bring the Riders to their full glory in the least amount of time possible."

" You may call Kravin now, Orik. You may call Ulthrek, Nar Garzhvog. The new age of the Riders and Dragons has begun!" Eragon exclaimed! "Nonetheless, we cannot just have this portal moving people everywhere. We must limit our use of this to a minimum. Another thing we must do is hide it. Do not let this portal be common knowledge, or else I will have to destroy it."

Firnen stood still, and suddenly roared. We can meet you too, I hope, Eragon-friend-of-my-rider-and-soul. Firnen started to sound strangely... frustrated?

"Oh! Do not twke this as me saying to you, Firnen, that you cannot come! I just meant that we should liste