(Heartfelt thanks to Qing Yuan Liu Li for the 1888 reward, and to Yunqi Qinggu and Sui Feng Qi Wu for their rewards!)
The once-clear sky was instantly covered by a thick layer of dark clouds, like a lake polluted with filth. The clouds twisted into a black vortex, slowly rotating...
Within it, streaks of red lightning raced back and forth, accompanied by frequent rolls of thunder...
In Apollo Dormitory, Wu Yan had been reading the scattered accounts Cosette had brought him about legends of dragons similar to the Holy Dragon Emperor. His hand, which had been turning the pages, suddenly froze as he looked out the window.
Gazing at the vortex-shaped cloud cover and the flickering red lightning, Wu Yan frowned more deeply and rose from his bed.
"Something's not right..."
Wu Yan was not the only one who thought so. The strongest student council president at Ansarivan Dragon Riding Academy thought the same.
The proof was that, under Wu Yan's gaze, Cu Chulainn's enormous body suddenly shot up from the academy and stopped above it. Rebecca, dressed in her uniform, stood atop a rotating Magic Array. Her emerald-like eyes first glanced at the ominous clouds overhead before turning toward Wu Yan.
"Luo Ang!" As though she had known all along that Wu Yan would be standing by the window of his room, Rebecca raised her voice and shouted at him.
"Do you feel it too?!"
"Rebecca..." Wu Yan narrowed his eyes, nodded, and answered loudly.
"That definitely wasn't formed naturally. Someone is behind this!"
"That's what I think too!" Rebecca raised her head, her pretty face abruptly turning solemn.
Closing her eyes, Rebecca parted her red lips and spoke slowly. Her dignified voice echoed through the heavens.
"In the name of Rebecca Randall, I command you! Present me