At night, the Steel Dragonwing Palace was still so silent, not even a hint of life could be heard. Under the powerful Dragon's Might, even the chirping of insects failed to break the silence.
Even though the Red Dragon had long since awakened, with no more unintentional scourges descending, the retainers still dared not approach this sacred place.
"It's the same time again."
"This should be the sixty-seventh night..."
Olivia slowly opened her eyes. Moonlight flowed into her blue-gray pupils and shone on her smooth scales, reflecting numerous light spots on the ground, like a scattering of sparkling silver coins.
Two months—that length of time was particularly short for any kind of giant dragon, but for the Silver Dragon trapped in the Dragon Binding Array, that short span seemed infinitely prolonged, with every minute and second being sheer torment.
Scorching chains greedily drained her vitality, constantly pricking her with pain, making it impossible for her to find rest.
