The rising morning light spilled over Dragon Valley, gilding the mountain walls on either side with a golden hue. Burning Steel Castle perched atop the cliff exuded a faint red tint, as if it was burning in the dawn light.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Before the dragons arrived, a strong wind heralded their coming.
The massive Red Iron Dragon flapped its wings, gradually approaching. The fort guards, Violent Bears, and flying dragons lowered their heads slightly in respect upon noticing, then continued their vigilant patrol.
Galos circled partially, not entering Burning Steel Castle. Instead, it landed directly in the clearing of Dragon Valley.
The Red Dragons and Iron Dragons followed closely, landing one after another, releasing the young dragons and adolescent dragons from their claws, allowing them to stumble and steady themselves.
"Heryam!"
