In the gorgeous Elysian Universe where the color of gold permeated throughout the chaotic void, a set of Hegemonies were all looking towards a single Paragon that had been the starting point of a certain incident!
The Paragon they were looking at was a Tyrant Dragon that didn't seem to have a hint of nervousness when facing the gazes of so many powerful Hegemonies, being the first one to speak when they all stared at him as the gazes of many Hegemonies were filled with a hint of curiosity amidst the grave development.
The eyes of Oathkeeper were utterly cold and devoid of emotion, the enormous golden clock behind him fading away entirely as his humanoid winged figure became clear to all and he spoke, his eyes locking with Noah's Tyrant Dragon.
"You are the Paragon that Dark Shadow attacked to begin all this, why?"
THRUM!
