In the heart of a vast cavern, a shadow stirred. The ground trembled softly as a massive dragon, with scales blacker than midnight, lifted its head from its slumber. For a moment, silence ruled the chamber—then the stillness shattered.
A deafening wail tore through the cave.
"KAAAHHHH!"
The sound rolled out like thunder, shaking the stone pillars and sending flocks of bats fleeing into the air.
Outside, two lesser dragons—currently in their humanoid forms—snapped to attention, their senses flaring in alarm. Without hesitation, they bolted inside.
When they reached the inner chamber, what they saw rooted them in place.
The dragon was gone, replaced by a tall man with jet-black hair and skin pale as moonlight.
Power clung to him even in his weakened state. His name alone commanded reverence across the world: Ignatius Sol Tarhim, Lord of the Void,
an SSS-rank trial taker—and father to Elizabeth.
