Imperial Capital, Dragon City.
It remains that peculiar world balancing between reality and illusion.
However, this time, the figure standing here did not appear atop the high tower that intersects with reality.
Instead, it slowly promenaded to a special place.
The rushing sound of water seemed to come from all directions,
as the figure slowly walked into it, sinking below the surface of the water. Soon, it reached a special world.
The gurgling of the water was incessant, yet the figure paid no mind and directly sat on one of the thrones in the underwater palace.
In the next moment, an equally ethereal figure with a very strange posture coiled in another place.
On its body, seemingly fused with the faint blue light of the water, was concentrated the purest form of water elements.
A voice emerged from it:
"What brings Holy Dragon to the Dragon Palace?"
The voice hummed with an indescribable strange feeling.
