Boom!
Inside the golden barrier, the will projection of the White Dragon Frostsire suddenly grew agitated. His form swelled larger, his roars grew louder and more piercing.
With a deafening crash, the golden barrier shattered, and the unrestrained roar of the dragon echoed across the region. All creatures present, except for a few at the Legendary level, were overwhelmed by the pressure.
After breaking free from the barrier, Frostsire's will projection did not linger but soared into the sky. This sudden action left Orion, Lokiviria, and Bluehide frozen in shock, their expressions of joy turning to confusion.
Elf King Anasterian had perished in battle, but why had Frostsire's projection also departed? The five Legendary beings in the air displayed a mix of emotions, and the atmosphere shifted from a tense standoff to the brink of eruption.
"Orion, what do we do now?"
"My friend, what should we do now?"