In the Changting of the Molten Fire Duchy, Russell truly experienced what it meant for an entire nation to mourn.
The low and deep sound of wailing echoed throughout Changting, irrespective of the time of day, continuing from dawn to dusk, with even the wind seeming to carry the scent of tears.
The temperature was still scorching.
But it lacked the vitality of a burning sensation and felt more like the lingering, muggy heat brought on by a false autumn.
White flags fluttered all over Changting, the plain fabric used only during funerals, while black banners also stretched across the streets, a tribute to both the Meltdown Dragon and Duke Fritz Moltenfire.
In the distance,
A large number of Bipedal Flying Dragons circled above the Meltdown Volcano, their cries as heart-wrenching as if blood was shed from doves.
They were wailing for their king!
