However.
Astra merely glanced coldly toward the western horizon.
It casually tossed the Heart of the Ancient Tree to Raylo on its back.
Then, its sky-blotting Thunderbolt Dragon Wings gave a mighty beat!
In an instant, Astra—along with Raylo, the Sun, and the Black King—transformed into a streak of blue lightning that tore across the sky. They swept up two other Giant Dragons, also wreathed in lightning, and vanished over the horizon.
All that remained was the ten-thousand-year-old ancient tree, slowly collapsing.
And the Wailing of the Guardians, filled with endless sorrow and despair.
The streak of lightning tore across the sky, leaving the furious roars and the collapsing giant tree far behind.
Astra's speed was unparalleled, like a bolt of blue Lightning transcending time and space.
Raylo stood steadily on Astra's broad back and opened his palm.
A heart the size of a human head, seemingly carved from emerald-green Jade, lay quietly in his palm.
