[Storyteller's POV]
In the sky of Ne Okozmo, a gigantic Dragon and a humanoid figure that was a tenth of the Dragon's size were chasing each other. The onlookers below merely looked up in disinterest before resuming their activity. Even as the booming sound produced by the Dragon's whipping of the humanoid figure with its tail caused the ground to shake, no one batted an eyelash. Such instances had been happening for two weeks. At this point, everyone was already accustomed.
One figure watched the scene from below with a frown marring his face. He might be the only person watching the scene intently. He was not satisfied with what he was witnessing. The two entities flying in the sky were his proteges—one of whom was even his surrogate granddaughter. His dissatisfaction was directed to one of the two entities. Of course, it wasn't his surrogate granddaughter.
