"This is…"
Red Shroud jumped to her feet. She lifted her head in astonishment and gazed at the gigantic, expanded wings that enfolded almost half the sky. The powerful, omnipresent dragon's prestige was so powerful that even she couldn't help but shiver. That was unlike the aura from demons that were 'oppressed by social class'. Instead, it was more like a pure, massive strength as though tiny humans standing by the shore and witnessing a tsunami crashing toward them. Other than lamenting the majestic power of nature, they couldn't even escape. Their strength and presence were so strong that not even the devils were brave enough to step forward rashly. Perhaps they snorted disdainfully at 'social class', but they knew clearly that they should avoid the blazing sun as much as possible to avoid being burnt to a crisp. After all, devils weren't fools.
