"Shit… it's them…" Ethan's breath hitched, coming fast and shallow.
He hadn't expected the Sky Citadel Fiend-Dragons to show up here—out of nowhere.
Sycaron tensed immediately, and the Celestial Dragons behind him snapped into formation, ready for battle.
The two sides had long since passed the point of no return—this was a blood feud, no quarter given. So the moment they laid eyes on each other, there was no hesitation. They clashed instantly.
A full-scale war erupted.
"ROAR!"
"ROAR!"
"ROAR!"
…
"Kill them all!" Sycaron bellowed, floating midair as his power surged outward in a violent wave.
Ethan watched the chaos unfold, conflicted.
They were really going at it… but what about him and Seraphina? Luckily, it seemed like neither side had noticed them yet. Without wasting a second, Ethan grabbed Seraphina and vanished into the shadows, slipping into the Draconic Ascension Pool.
There, they began absorbing the raw, surging energy that pulsed from its depths.
