Dragons knew of the sea sirens.
On this planet, aside from certain strange creatures hiding in the Elemental World, there were only two intelligent races capable of surviving one Magic Tide after another while maintaining the continuity of their civilizations: the dragons of Tarlonnd, and the sea sirens who lived in the depths. As ancient species that had both endured for ages, even if these two races rarely communicated, they at least had some degree of understanding of each other—but that understanding was limited to only "some degree."
The sea sirens lived in the deep sea far from land and rarely took an interest in matters on the continents. They had built a mysterious and ancient kingdom around a crashed giant starship, and the surrounding waters were littered with dangerous remains of ancient gods, making it difficult for other races to approach. Meanwhile, the dragons lived in secluded Tarlonnd. The many taboos of the "Cradle Era" bound them, and beneath the gods' watchful gaze, though the dragons were deeply curious about the sea sirens and their starship, they had few opportunities to make contact with them.
No one had expected that, when Tarlonnd's cradle overturned and the gods' restraints were lifted overnight, these visitors from the deep sea would be the first to set foot upon this land.
The Water Element, now sucked down to barely a dozen centimeters tall, quickly ran away. The nearby dragons did not move to capture it. Melita took several seconds to organize her thoughts before continuing toward the black-haired sea siren, who had already begun curiously examining her surroundings as Melita approached.
Cassandra had already figured out the situation. The moment she discovered so many dragons around her and realized she was standing on land, she guessed what had happened. The situation had certainly