The massive territory of the magical people seemed to have increased significantly. Rain's long run extended for a full day before he finally arrived at what once was their capital city, or what remained of it. The city lay concealed beneath a colossal layer of snow, nearly three hundred meters deep, shrouding and engulfing the once-vibrant metropolis.
As he surveyed the area, memories of the catastrophic event surged in Rain's mind even though he didn't see it. The landscape showed the scars of a cataclysmic eruptions thanks to the volcan dragons self destruction skills, evidence of the fierce battle that transpired. The city was now a desolate, frozen expanse adorned with craters and debris from the violent assault of numerous volcan dragons. It was a haunting sight, reminiscent of the unparalleled devastation that had engulfed the capital, leaving behind an eerie and silent testament to the magnitude of the conflict that had taken place.
