He opened his mouth and released a black sphere — an eternal void that swallowed light and space itself.
One of the three shadows tried to mock him, voice shaking despite the attempt:
"Clean your teeth, you stupid fish."
The words died with the speaker. The sphere pulled them in with a force that had no interest in resistance, swallowing their bodies into its darkness.
Naz collapsed onto the scorched ground, chest heaving.
"That felt like the end," he whispered.
At that moment, Zis vanished from Java's sky and reappeared inside the black sphere — standing in front of the three terrified figures.
His voice filled the void:
"Now… I have complete control."
The space was vast. An infinite emptiness where sound echoed in ways that made the stomach drop. The three were stunned to find Zis standing before them — not in his massive dragon form, but as a small, strange human child.
Zis looked around, something sad moving behind his eyes:
"This place… is a memory of mine."
— Inside Zis's Mind —
The gate of memory opened wide.
They saw a figure with dragon wings — powerful, but not free. A shadowy knight held him by the neck and wrists with heavy chains, dragging him out of a dark prison where light never reached.
The memory shifted. Zis gathered a massive fireball between his human hands and threw it wildly at an army dressed in black — soldiers carrying banners that showed black ice mountains. The insignia of The Black Ice Wall.
In the chaos, a man rushed toward Zis at impossible speed, leaped onto his tail, and drove a mysterious injection into his body.
The dragon's scream tore through the air:
"NOOOO—"
The transformation began. His hair grew uncontrolled, wrapping around his entire body like a cocoon. His body expanded and exploded outward until he regained his form as a massive dragon — but this time driven by nothing except pain and pure rage.