[Silthara Palace — Imperial Training Grounds — Continuation]
The night had vanished, not because dawn had arrived...but because two kings had turned the heavens into a battlefield.
The violent pressure pouring from the two Prime Serpents had scattered every cloud above Silthara Palace. The moon watched silently, and the stars themselves seemed to retreat.
Below...the Imperial Training Grounds no longer resembled a place where soldiers once trained. It had become...a battlefield worthy of legends. Ancient towers had collapsed. Marble platforms had been reduced to dust.
Sacred statues that had stood for centuries now lay broken beneath enormous silver scales; the earth itself had forgotten its original shape.
Silence.
Only the heavy breathing of two colossal serpents echoed across the ruined grounds, blood stained the ground.
Prime Alpha's blood. Corrupted blood. Neither king stood uninjured, and neither king appeared willing to retreat.
