The two of them finally stood face to face with the "master" of the Vale of Dragons

"Go!"

The sage unleashed spears of magic, acting as a decoy.

On the sage's signal, the hero, swift of foot, leaped towards the dragon's chest in one stroke.

The sage has fallen asleep!

The sage is suffocating!

The Vale of Dragons

The sage sleeping soundly on the Hero's lap... How many multitudes have been saved by his labors...?

A brief respite. Wishing that this peace would continue forever...

The hero prayed, while softly caressing the sage's hair...

No, without a doubt, this is the Vale of Dragons.

My own dragon tells me so.