Broken stared up at the sky, his breath caught in his throat as the five massive dragons circled above, their enormous bodies weaving through the clouds.
It was…
A sight beyond anything he had ever witnessed.
The sheer scale of it was unbelievable.
He quickly analyzed their levels—
Each one was above level 300.
And the largest one? Level 320.
Oh, really…
The bitter irony of it all hit him like a punch to the gut.
Ivana—the Dragon Princess—was finally rising, finally fighting for her race.
Yet here was the High Elf Queen, commanding five of the strongest dragons to fight against her own kind.
She had come for Ivana.
And by sheer coincidence—or maybe fate—Broken was here to witness it.
But… could he even do anything against this level of power?
Before he could dwell on that thought, the dragons struck.
One of them slammed into the barrier, shaking the very air around them.
