The legend of Dragonstone speaks of how the remains of the dragons fell across the shore of River Eterna.
And thus, they gave rise to the mystical mountain range.
It was a place flourishing with greenery and magic, surrounded by a serene calmness that was only disturbed when Noah asked questions after every ten seconds.
His gaze was determined.
Noah was gloomy earlier after being told he needed to become as strong as an arkhon, but now he was asking questions with such interest as if he had decided if will become even stronger.
But Ahzure clearly disliked being bothered with so many questions. His responses became short and irritated soon enough.
Aesther found herself smiling a little.
She slowed down, letting herself walk side by side with Ezrahl.
Aesther glanced at Ezrahl.
