"Maybe, that person might know we've contacted Her Highness the Dawn Sun and ambushed him on the Dorlan Star."
"That shouldn't be possible. Her Highness the Dawn Sun ventured into that world and was ambushed. In that dragon's view, her fate is unknown; how could he give up this opportunity?"
"Regardless, we must lure that evil dragon here as quickly as possible."
"Do you have a way?"
"Of course!"
Another day passed.
Inside the prison that holds the Dragon People on Dorlan Star.
A group of Dragon People with gaunt cheeks, nearly starving to the point of distortion, lay powerless on the ground, saying nothing.
There was not a trace of energy left in their bodies.
Every day, they survived by consuming their accumulated body fat.
Although they hung on until today.
Many still felt they'd likely meet their end!
A Dragon Person with a scar over his left eye looked somewhat unwillingly towards the prison across, weakly saying:
