The massive warship finally docked at the harbor outside the city.
When Dorothy and the others walked out of the Itra, a luxurious convoy had long been waiting at the port.
This time it was a normal convoy.
Well, actually not that normal, since normal people can't afford dragon carriages.
Yeah, literally dragon carriages—the kind where you bolt a little house onto a Great Dragon's back.
And these weren't just any random Great Dragons. Judging from the Dragon's Might radiating off these eight dragons, the weakest among them was a Primordial Dragon, which corresponds to the Title-level Sorceress in witches.
But how to put it… in the Western Universe, combat power and Rank were never strictly bound together. Rank is just a reference, not absolute strength. In practice, as the most battle-hardened Races in the Western Universe, natural living weapons, even compared horizontally within the same tier of the Calamity Race, the Great Dragons' strength is definitely at the very top.
