"Why has the space portal opened, yet they haven't come through?"
"Did something happen?"
The Black Dragons gathered around the outskirts of Dragon's Peak whispered quietly among themselves.
The largest, and seemingly oldest, Black Dragon Elder slowly opened his eyes. He appeared to have thought of something.
...
Inside the space vortex, a group of Black Dragons led by the black-haired Dragon Clan Girl continued flying desperately ahead.
It was a circular, narrow passage, only wide enough for a single dragon to spread its wings and pass through. This was a man-made space rift, surrounded by unstable spatial currents. If caught in these currents, not just bodies, but even souls would be torn apart.
