So the people started packing. When they were done taking down all the tents and putting everything in place, they moved in unison from the place they were camped, heading towards Kaizoku, their destination, which was located at the far borders of the Nihonian Continent.
The soldiers and operatives had taken defensive positions, surrounding the entire crowd of people in anticipation of what was coming. That was because their worst fears had come true: it was indeed a fable that they saw from afar, and based on its trajectory, it was coming in their direction. It was in fact, to their astonishment, a silver dragon.
The dragon got close enough to the people that they knew that no matter how fast they moved, they could not get away from it, so instead, the soldiers strengthened their defensive formations, anticipating the worst.
