The highest mountain peak in the mountain ranges where the Black Dragon Tribe lived pierced towards the heavens like a sharp sword. Atop the mountain peak, there was an ancient black castle, which was completely made out of adamantite. According to legend, the owner of this black castle dearly loved adamantite.
“Whoosh!” The black-robed figure who had been termed a ‘Fiend’ swept the terrified members of the Black Dragon Tribe with his gaze, then flew directly into that black castle. The gates to the black castle swung open, and immediately, people came to respectfully take this Fiend in.
The many other members of the Black Dragon Tribe, upon seeing this, couldn’t help but begin chatting amongst themselves.
“The Fiend actually went to visit the chief. He isn’t going to go kill the chief, is he?”
