As the curtain of battles unfolded everywhere, the relentless blade light and magic radiance intertwined, each resulting in violent energy waves that caused the massive mountain body to faintly tremble.
In the deepest part of the Dragon's Lair, thick Dragon Mirage Mist permeated the air, casting everything in a gray-white haze that made it difficult to discern the scene within.
"Great King, some small insects have infiltrated."
Amidst the swirling dark mist, a massive dragon shadow lowered its head, retracting its wing membrane, as it reported to an even larger figure: "According to reports, traces of Treants, Gnomes, Wood Fairies, and even the tiny Human Clan have been found, though their purpose remains unclear."
"Have they all come? It saves me the trouble of searching for them individually later."
The high-ranking dragon shadow's deep and husky voice sounded, unperturbed: "Their purpose at this time is obvious."
