The White Dragon Queen let out a long roar before slowly spiraling downwards.
"Blow! Blow the strongest wind as far as possible!" 'Snow Cloud Peak' shouted loudly, "Didn't you guys make that trap yourselves! If you're lazy, think about what you put in there!
Think about hundreds and thousands of you, and you'll know how terrifying it is down there!
You wouldn't let Edna get killed by her own people before she even steps outside, would you?"
Edna chuckled softly... then felt the gravity of the situation amidst the Old Age Striking King's roar. Usually a roar from her Sanda King sister would hush the entire crowd, but the continuous shouting clearly indicated that the situation was so dire that one misstep could lead to total annihilation.
Watching the Undead Tribe nearly going mad with blowing strong winds, Edna silently reached into her robe and pulled out a magic scroll.
