"What was that...?"
"Could it be...!?"
As the dragon's roar rang out, the black shadow on the other side of the horizon slowly grew larger, gradually approaching the Elven Village. When the outline of a dragon became clear in everyone's eyes below, Sophie and Nadula, standing atop the Queen's Palace, both lit up.
Joy appeared on their faces. They had clearly already guessed what the dragon flying this way was.
If that dragon had appeared here, then the chance of that person appearing here as well could practically be said to be one hundred percent.
The person—or rather, the Hero—they had been waiting for all this time had appeared right before their eyes. How could Sophie and Nadula not be overjoyed?
Not just Sophie and Nadula—the Elves on the ground all raised their heads upon hearing the dragon's roar and looked toward the horizon. Once they saw the dragon's form, they all began to stir.
Under such circumstances, the enormous black dragon drew closer and closer. Before long, it appeared not far from the Elven Village.
But at that moment, waves of magic power suddenly appeared around the Elven Village.
"This is bad!"
"Watch out!"
The joy on Sophie and Nadula's faces froze as they both cried out.
At the same time, the magic power that had appeared around the Elven Village erupted.
At once, a feast of magic rose from all around the Elven Village.
Sweeping flames.
Raging gales.
Thick bolts of lightning.
White ice and snow.
Along with vortices of darkness, shells of rock, and laser-like beams, all kinds of magic rose from around the Elven Village and bombarded the approaching black dragon.
There was no doubt that those spells had been cast by the Magic Life forms watching over the Elven Village from all sides.
Naturally, they