Under the searing heat of the Dragon Flame, the frozen warships emitted a series of grating cracks. Then, they thundered down, shattering apart and ultimately melting into ugly masses of steel and charcoal that sank into the sea.
When the wreckage of the last warship had sunk to the bottom of the sea, leaving only churning steam and floating debris on the surface, Raylo steered the Three-headed Giant Dragon back to the mountain's peak.
Atop the mountain, Grand Elder Gu was still squatting beside the corpse of the Six-winged Angel of Death, studying the construction of this peculiar weapon.
Nearby, the "Storm Cage," formed from over a thousand tornadoes, had gradually begun to slow its rotation.
Inside the cage, the struggles of the Tier Six Holy Knight were growing weaker. The brilliant Holy Light surrounding him had dimmed to a flicker, like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
ROAR!
