Underground, within the cavern where several dragon gods had hidden.
"..."
"It seemed no one wanted to pay us any attention..."
"Should we go out and take a look?"
Originally, they had gathered together to fend off threats.
Especially after the Power Dragon clan had inexplicably suffered devastating losses.
Their numbers had mysteriously plummeted.
It gave them the feeling that there were always unruly commoners plotting against the emperor.
Amid their helpless confusion, there was more or less a sense of crisis.
However.
After so long, although the outside world had been roiling with storms, no one had ever bothered with them...
For example, the Gith Empire, which they had originally thought would join forces with some old enemy to strike at them.
From the very beginning.
The other side had never paid this group any mind.
They had merely gone about their own business.
Conquering cities and seizing territory.
Witnessing such a sight.
The dragon gods could not help but feel somewhat empty and lost, along with a sense that perhaps they had misunderstood something...
Now, as one dragon god voiced the doubt in his heart.
As the leader of this group of dragon gods, the King of Good Dragons—Bahamut—needed to provide an answer.
An answer sufficient to convince the dragon gods present.
After all, during this time period mortals called the Cataclysm of the Saints.
Wasting time for no reason was ultimately rather unwise.
Especially after receiving certain news.
News regarding the Dragon Frenzy Maze.
In this World of Toril.
In its early years.
Dragons had been the rulers of this world!
Only the giant race had barely been able to contend with them.
All other races—whether humans, elves, orcs, dwarves, or goblins—were nothing more than minor fry fit for chores and snacks.
However, while dragons and giants