CRUNCH!
At that moment, the sky shattered in Drakion's mind.
"Stryx!!"
CRUNCH! CRUNCH!
The world turned black and white before Drakion. He couldn't feel anything—only the sound of the Dragon Eater devouring Stryx, and the horrific sight unfolding before him.
Drakion's eyes were wide open, frozen in place, disbelief swirling endlessly within them.
"So delicious," the Dragon Eater muttered.
"Now… for the remaining dishes."
Drakion watched as every dragon before him was eaten by the Dragon Eater. All of them—dragged helplessly, crunched and devoured like ants beneath its fangs.
"Zephyr."
"Blaze."
"Finn."
"Noctheria."
"Lizzy."
"Kaidros."
"..."
Drakion called out their names as he stood in shock—but there was no response. It remained only him. His eyes were void of emotion; even tears could not come.
The heart-wrenching pain shattered him into pieces, to the point he felt suffocated. The agony surging within Drakion was beyond explanation.
