Meanwhile, somewhere else, there were many people and races that were eyeing the Phoenix Festival, or more precisely, they were watching the flames that carried the power of rebirth, healing both mundane and awakened people alike.
"They are quite extravagant, aren't they?" a voice spoke into the air. It was the same voice that had been keeping watch on Melissia, the same presence Nyra had faintly sensed earlier.
"Yeah, not even a month has passed since they had their bloodline awakened, and already they are using the Flames of Nirvana like a showpiece," another voice replied, slightly irritated.
The voices belonged to Bjorn and Tyris, the young black and green dragons. They were among the five who had once pursued Ash and fought him.
Now, in their human forms, they hovered in the sky with small horns and hair that reflected their dragon colors. Tyris was holding a large amount of candy and snacks, sampling everything with delighted curiosity as she watched the scene below.
