'I've seen it. The same... But different...' Mark thought as his shaking hand started moving towards the painting. 'The Great Red Dragon, that's...!'
A dark Aura started oozing out of his own body suddenly.
There definitely was one.
A Link that Mark could feel. A Link with that painting.
His palm lay on it.
And just as it came into contact with his hand,
Swoosh-
The scenery around Mark changed.
It only lasted a handful of seconds.
But he was there.
For a handful of seconds, he could see it.
The cataclysmic battlefield.
Flames burned. Flames of all shades scorched the earth and those walking it. Beings of all sizes. Some reaching to the sky. The colossal Dragons and their fire breaths, the Giants and the destructive Red Lightning they wielded, the Fire Giants and the Primordial Flame that engulfed their bodies, and "Him".
Mark could only catch a glimpse.
