The enormous Blue Dragon began her final deceleration. Melita precisely adjusted her descent angle. Tarlonnd's magnificent continental shield was already close at hand, and she could see the slowly rotating circular entrance before the access passage. The faint glow emanating from the ring mechanism stood out sharply against the night sky—Omega had received the returning traveler's identification signal, and the passage had opened.
Gawain stood behind Melita's neck, at the foremost position. From there, he stared fixedly at the magnificent sight of starlight and artificial lights intertwining above Tarlonnd Continent. For a moment, he nearly shouted for Melita to stop and warned the others about the strange condition of this continent, but at the last instant, he forcibly suppressed the urge to raise the alarm.
Amber was beside him, staring wide-eyed at the brilliantly lit Dragon Kingdom and letting out the occasional cry of amazement. Veronica gazed thoughtfully at the shield over the continent, as if analyzing the principles behind that mysterious technology. Melita was clearly in high spirits and had been continuously introducing Tarlonnd's scenery since earlier—they had all failed to see what he had just seen.
What was that "monster" covering Tarlonnd, with its utterly mad and indescribable form and countless chains spreading from it? How long had it occupied this continent? There were no answers for now, but Gawain could be certain of one thing: it was clearly inseparable from this kingdom of dragons, and it had definitely not appeared here only today.
It was part of Tarlonnd. It was something he had come here to face... Though unexpected and bewildering, Gawain suspected that this "monster" might well be the greatest gain from his journey to Tarlonnd. If he turned around and left now, then this trip really would have been for nothing.
After all, before setting