As the question rumbled in Julius' mind, the dragon's mana-imbued voice thundered from the sky.
"Exordium, that's how the first mages called this province before the demon invasion fifteen thousand years ago. For their contribution in repelling them, we offered them a world core's fragment and miniaturised the place for them to rule as they saw fit as long as they never interacted with demons."
The dragon's voice hardened, and its eyes narrowed into fiery slits before it continued.
"Millenia passed, and these brave humans, elves, and dwarves disappeared, but what have you done to honor their memories?"
As the question thunder, Rose's cape fluttered, and her armor clanged as she shot through the sky to look the dragon in the eyes fearlessly.
"I raised an army and obliterated them. I sunk their continent, their city, and their legacy. I grasped this golden prison between my fingers for ten thousand years. And now I'm free."
