The world was changing.
Sergio exhaled, gripped his spear, and stomped his foot. Three months ago, he was just an ordinary militiaman. But now, he had been sent to a deserted and godforsaken place to patrol this boring area everyday. He didn't know what they were guarding. But he knew that the world was changing and becoming more unfamiliar each day. He heard news about the five Creator Dragons forming an alliance and working hard to change the destiny of this world. However…
What does that have to do with me?
