The globs were fast! Spray realised too late and a glob attached itself onto Sprays wing. It dragged him down back into the meadow. "Spray!" A strand of flamesilk  burnt away the glob but more were coming. "Dragonfly! You're a flamesilk !" Dragonfly approached Spray and flared her four impressive wings. She shot a strand of flamesilk at a nearby glass globe which had appeared out of nowhere. And tossed it to spray. "Flamesilk bombs." They said together hurling the globes at the dream shadows.

Papaya eyed Sprays still shape and Dragonfly's cocoon. Worried she pulled a sleeping dart out of her pouch and darted herself.