"How could that be? A dragon that strong won't exist in this small kingdom. What kind of Dragon was it?" The Western General asked King Lu.
"We were too far from it, but it seemed like a Blood-Red Dragon that breathed fire. And his fires swallowed Master Long," the King replied, sighing.
"Doesn't that sound like the Blood Dragon?" Western General asked his men as his frown deepened.
"It does seem that way. But how can one exist here? Blood Dragons only exist in the Ruins of Dragons. Neither are we allowed to go in there, nor are they allowed to come out. Because it's as dangerous for us as it is for that. So how did this guy manage to come out?" The Dragon Squad member asked, curious.
"I have no idea. But it seems like something big has happened in the Ruins of Dragons. Something should have changed," the Western General said as he frowned. "We need to check ourselves. If it's actually the work of his, then it could be true that the Southern General is dead."
