In the early morning, the sun rose from the east.
Its light evenly cast upon one side of Shadowflame Volcano, while the other side remained enveloped in darkness, creating a clear demarcation between light and shadow.
The Shadowflame Dragon had returned to Shadowflame Volcano and dipped into the volcano's magma, using the magma's connection to earthly powers to truly heal its damaged essence.
But at this moment.
With blue light flickering on its body, the Torrential Flood Dragon stood at the dark mouth of Shadowflame Volcano, illuminated by direct sunlight that fell upon its coarse scales without a single reflection—pure black scales they were.
Bowing its head, the Torrential Flood Dragon simply stared at the magma below the volcano's mouth.
It had been waiting there for four days and four nights.
And was still waiting.
