The Fallen Elves also looked up, noticing the anomaly in the sky, and began to clamor.
"Look quickly, it's a Dragon!"
"A Dragon!"
"By the Eight-armed Mother Goddess, that's a Gold Dragon. Is it our enemy or ally?"
"We are the Holy Court Blade, Retainers of the Moonlight and Dark Goddess, a holy army here to suppress the rebels. It must be here to help us!"
As they argued incessantly, the Gold Dragon let out a roar, then spread its wings and opened its large mouth, diving down with a howling Gale, with dazzling light emerging from deep in its throat.
"This isn't good!"
"It's coming for us! Damned Golden-skinned crawler!"
Realizing its ill intent, the Fallen Elves cursed vehemently, spewing curses full of venomous hatred.
But the searing Gale swept the land, surging toward them.
"Boom—"
