Scene: Dragon Kingdom – Capital Region
The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silver glow across the vast kingdom.
Its gentle light bathed the land in a serene silence.
Down below, the capital city shimmered under its ethereal gaze.
Towering palaces and royal estates, built from marble and Ancient stones, sparkled under the moonlight like stardust woven into architecture.
The domes, rooftops, and silver-lined carvings reflected the soft glow, painting a picture of peace—one that concealed the weight pressing upon the realm tonight.
Scene: Sky Palace – Dragon God's Domain
The Sky Palace floated above the clouds, an eternal monument to power and elegance.
Its golden and silver carvings, etched into the very bones of the outer walls, shimmered with celestial beauty as moonlight embraced them.
The wind whispered through its many grand halls, carrying a sense of unease.
Inside one of the tallest towers, a large window stood open.
A cool breeze slipped through the window waving the curtains.
Dragon God Tatsunokami, whose figure stood tall and composed, though his golden eyes remained sharp.
He gazed at the full moon in silence, the light reflecting in his eyes.
Finally, he spoke, his voice low and steady.
"What happened next, Riseya?"
Kneeling a few steps behind him was a graceful Dryad named Riseya.
She bowed her head and responded softly,
"My Lord… another Dryad witnessed the incident from a distance—she saw the entire battle unfold.
But…"—her voice paused—"according to the laws of the forest, she can neither help nor interfere . She could only observe… and report."
Tatsunokami's gaze sharpened as he clenched his fist behind his back.
Scene: Thorn Forest – Middle Sector
Hinokami Valley, the Valley of Fire.
The moonlight barely touched the depths of Hinokami Valley, where jagged mountains loomed on either side like ancient sentinels.
A wild river rushed through the heart of the valley, its waters glimmering faintly in the darkness.
This was no ordinary place—this was the Valley of the Fire.
A region wrapped in myth and fear.
Within the shadows, four figures dashed at supernatural speed—swift, silent, and razor-focused.
They were chasing a group cloaked in secrecy, slipping like ghosts through the terrain.
As they sprinted across the uneven rocky path, the pursuing squad moved like seasoned predators—led by Captain James Rodricks, his eyes sharp with tension.
Suddenly, ahead of them, the fleeing group accelerated. Some began climbing the steep sides of the valley with effortless agility—
and then, they leapt into the sky.
"They've noticed us," James growled, voice low but commanding.
He spoke through the wind as he kept pace.
"We can't let them reach the waterfall cliffs. If they cross into the open plains, we'll lose them in the trees."
He looked back over his shoulder.
"Move! Pick up the pace!"
The two twin warriors, Jack Dawns and Daniel Dawns, replied in perfect unison:
"Yes, sir!"
Their silver hair whipped behind them as they burst forward with renewed speed.
Behind them, Haans Luther, former shadow warrior and last of the four, simply nodded.
"Understood."
His tone was calm—measured—but the flicker in his eyes revealed readiness for whatever lay ahead.
Together, the four continued their chase—
deeper into the valley, toward the distant roar of the waterfall…
Scene: Hinokami Valley – Mid-Chase
The wind howled through the narrow gorge as the squad of four rushed forward, their steps pounding against the stone.
The enemy group had accelerate it's speed and tried to vanish into the cliffs ahead—but before the squad could give chase…
A sudden shift in the air.
The ground shuddered beneath their feet.
A deep, bone-vibrating roar shattered the valley's silence.
It wasn't natural....
It wasn't normal....
The squad instantly backoff skidded to a halt—instinctively forming a protective formation.
In that little timeline , the group of people vanished from their eyesight and went far away.
The river behind them churned violently.
From the shadows of the ridge, from deep down the valley something massive emerged.
Its steps cracked the stone as it walked forward.
It had no wings. No divine glow.
It looked like a beast—just a beast. But its presence was monstrous.
Covered in layers of hardened, blackened fur that pulsed with dark veins of energy, the creature stood nearly ten meters tall on all fours. Its head resembles a panther, but its mouth… it stretched far too wide, and inside it were rows of jagged, sword-like fangs, glowing with a venomous hue. dripping saliva from its mouth mixed with the scent of blood.
Its eyes were red and glowing and releasing a red Aura through his eyes in the moonlight.
Looking into them was like staring into the death itself
Haans Luther whispered, his voice unusually shaken,
"That... that's not a normal beast…"
The monstrous Aura releasing from that beast is insane.
Captain James Rodricks narrowed his eyes.
His instincts screamed to retreat.
His instinct telling them that if they fought this beast here , they will definitely be dead
They can saw their death in that monstrous animal—but duty and pride rooted him in his place.
Unable to accept defeat and he can't want to retreat.
He knew if they retreat that beast surely go after them.
So, He saw his teammates and choose the Best decision.
The creature snarled, and the rocks around it cracked under the sheer force of its aura.
The captain James Rodricks gives a command to his team.