Hence.
The magic ships were once again firmly bound in the half-plane by the stable space.
dimensional anchor ... Spatial lock ... Seal of the plane ..."
Grantham's mood could not help but plummet.
For some unknown reason, the legendary wyrms in the demiplane seemed to have accurately known that they would arrive here in advance. Before they arrived, they had already set up many spells to prevent them from escaping.
"Why is it like this?"
Surrounded by a group of legendary dragons, Grantham was filled with deep doubts.
If there was a traitor among them who leaked the news to these legendary dragons of unknown origin for some purpose, he could even barely accept it. After all, it was still within his understanding.
However ...
What Grantham could not understand was that even he himself did not know the exact location of his arrival!
