Looking up at the trembling dome, an Armored Dragon Priest glanced at Zel Tua beside him, speaking with a trembling voice.
"Lord Zel... the Barrier, it really seems to have been shaken! Our world is collapsing, I feel like I can hear the Dragon God's wailing!"
This, of course, is one interpretation.
But if everyone thinks this way, the "end of the world" might truly descend.
"Maybe that's not a wail, but a blessing."
By the dim candlelight, Zel silently raised his head and glanced at the pitch-black dome, a bitter smile suddenly appearing on his face as he sighed and spoke.
"And also... don't call me lord, I am just an ordinary citizen living in the United Kingdom."
...
Over a hundred kilometers away, in the Sun Step Mountain Range, the howling gale roared across the hills like a dragon's cry, as if it could level the peaks!
The people of the Wind Roar Tribe had already left their ancestral home at Thunder Cliff.
