Inside the human empire of Avaloria, an emergency alert had been issued.
All citizens were ordered to remain in their homes, as an enemy attack could begin at any moment.
Inside the control room of the royal palace, Alicia von Crestvale stood with a grim expression on her face.
Through the large holographic screens floating before her, she could already see thousands of dragons flying toward Avaloria—black dots growing larger with every passing second.
It was clear: if they attacked, only destruction and death would follow.
Zara entered the room.
Without even looking at her, Alicia asked, "Did you inform him?"
"Yes," Zara answered. "I've informed him."
"Good," Alicia said. "What did he say?"
"He said to proceed according to the plan."
Alicia nodded.
On the screens, the dragons suddenly began to change.
Their massive bodies shrank, morphing mid‑air into smaller, humanoid forms with wings and draconic features.
"Zara," Alicia said, eyes narrowing, "what's happening?"
