At the moment the words fell, a majestic Golden Dragon gracefully and mightily stretched its awe-inspiring body in the sky, its magnificent dragon wings like clouds hanging from the heavens extending alongside.
The sandstorm completely subsided, and it wasn't just the region that was overawed by the presence of the Titan Giant, but the entire half-plane, the sky itself bowed to the Golden Dragon, prostrating under its will.
"Is this the Ancestor Dragon?"
Edith, who had retreated far away, stood on a barren rocky hill devoid of any grass, gazing up at the clear and transparent sky above her. The ceaseless howling winds had vanished, and the flying sand and gravel quietly fell to the earth, restoring the dome of the sky to the clarity it hadn't had for countless ages.
As a Nine Swords Master, she was extremely sensitive to changes in the elements.
