Mersia Province, Vinyle Empire.
The Six Hundred and Seventh Year of The Era Of Chaos.
There was a number of people in battered armor gathered on a dry, dust filled wasteland. The wind that blew onto their faces was dry and filled with grains of coarse sand.
All the Dracos that once roamed those lands had been slayed, but the humans suffered great casualties as well. The Dragons' descendants weren't exactly weak.
The strongest Commanders from all the remaining Empires had gathered to face just one Dragon — Prime Dragon of Catastrophe.
"What's the plan....!?"
One man asked the question on everybody's mind. What was their plan of attack?
"We don't know yet...." Another man replied.
Far off in the sky was the Dragon that had laid waste to two entire continents in one month. It took so long because the Dragon wasn't attacking all the time.
But even while dormant, the Dragon was still impenetrable. Armies of powerful Warriors attacked it while it wasn't moving, but they couldn't penetrate it's armored scales.
It was a truly terrifying creature that was capable of destroying the world.
"We don't need much people...."
The absurd statement of one man caused the rest of the Commanders to look at him.
"..... We will destroy the Dragon..."
A group of seven, four men and three women, walked bravely to the front of the gathering, wanting to get a closer look at the Dragon.
"You bastards!!!" One man stood up to the group. "You guys are still running around spouting bullshit!!!?"
The group that was present was known for their disrespect towards their superiors so they were hated by most of the Commanders present.
One man that looked to be their leader stepped forward.
"Hey idiot!! Who do you think it is that killed most of the Dracos here!? You think it was your subordinates!!?"
The Commanders didn't reply. Most of their subordinates were dead or decapitated. It wasn't realistic to have killed all the Dracos with such small numbers.
"You all need to stay here and backup if we call..."
The man giving the orders, a beautiful person with long blonde hair, pulled out his sword and looked at the people that came with him.
One of the women raised her hands, using her Technique to excavate a portion of the ground the group stood on. She raised the rock up into the air, then with insane speed, they zoomed off, down to the location of the Dragon.....
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Two hours later, the battle was over. But the group of seven hadn't returned. The amazed Commanders went to the location as quickly as possible. They didn't want to believe that the seven of them had given their lives to defeat the Dragon.
On arriving at the scene, they didn't believe what they saw.
The body of the Dragon lay lifeless across the Province of Viscar, the Province sharing borders with Mersia. It's seven kilometer long body was just lying on the ground. It's head was separated from the body, confirming that it was dead.
"Where are the seven people who accomplished this great feat....?"
The Commanders searched the desolate land, looking for the group. It was such an amazing accomplishment that they didn't dare take the credit. It was like a silent agreement between the Commanders.
They eventually stumbled upon their location, but it was too late.
Five out of the seven were dead on the floor, their frozen body parts scattered all around the area. The man who looked like their leader was in a large block of ice, frozen in place.
That wasn't even the shocking part.
The Commanders felt a chill run down their spines as they beheld the perpetrator. It was one of their own, one of the seven that had killed the Dragon.....
Elena Merossa.....