The arrival of the dragonborn would ultimately change the future of Tarlonnd, the Holy Dragon Duchy, and dragonkind as a whole. But at this moment, those who had personally witnessed the event were clearly more concerned not with any "long-term historical significance," but with the shocking sights laid bare before them.
The land lay shattered, gravity was distorted and chaotic, spatial rifts and torrents of energy could be seen everywhere, and malicious Elemental Creatures and spirit beings wandered across this wasteland.
If dragons had not lived here, this land would long since have become a forbidden zone unfit for the survival of most mortal races.
Accompanied by the Red Dragon Carador, Asalina climbed the tallest watchtower beside Coastal Prefecture. From there, she could overlook the entire prefecture and the vast barren wilderness surrounding the towns. The sight before her plunged the Dragon Seal Witch into a long silence—whether in her memories of her former life as a dragon or in her worst imaginings of Tarlonnd before setting out, she had never imagined a land could be devastated to such an extent. The state of this wasteland far exceeded her expectations.
Only then did she truly realize that the "live footage" Melita Pernia had brought to Meeting No. 112 had not been exaggerated to seek aid—compared with the real situation, that footage had actually seemed far too mild. Clearly, after a long period of isolation and social stagnation, Tarlonnd's dragons had no experience whatsoever with "external publicity."
What shocked the Dragon Seal Witch even more was that, on such a wasteland, Tarlonnd's dragons still intended to heal and rebuild their homeland, continuing to live on this land.
"Forgive my bluntness, but this land is completely unfit for habitation in my view," Asalina said solemnly to the elderly Red Dragon beside her