"Aoo..."
In the distance, amidst the crumbling ruins, there came a weak roar.
That was the young White Dragon, Tiniya.
She was buried under the collapsed buildings, feeling pain all over her body. Her simple mind was unusually muddled, only remembering seeing a terrifying red star. Then, like falling into a dream, she only had some fragmented images left.
The White Dragon, charred black all over but extraordinarily resilient, struggled to push aside the debris and dragged her scarred body out of the ruins.
Her head, covered in tiny rocks, emerged as her eyes slowly opened.
Her vertical pupils suddenly enlarged, and her jaw slightly dropped.
At this moment, Tiniya saw a sight she would never forget in her entire life.
——The Red Dragon was standing on the colossal body of a monstrous beast, as large as mountains. He spread his wide wings and roared with overwhelming authority.
