Within the Sea of Fog lay an unnamed island.
A massive Black Flood Dragon leaped from the sea without stirring a single wave, gliding into the sky above the island.
The Black Flood Dragon's body dispersed and contracted like black mist, transforming into a burly man in black robes. He stood imposingly in the sky, a pair of black horns growing from his head, faint scales still visible on his face.
His gaze swept the surroundings, and he frowned. "Looks like I, Black Flood Dragon, arrived first!"
Bzzz!
The void rippled as a black hawk drilled out of it and arrived above the black island as well.
The black hawk drew in its wings, and the black flames burning over its body contracted, turning it into a man clad in black. His hawkish eyes were deep as an abyss, his black hair hanging to his shoulders, his bearing cold and sinister.
"Black Flood Dragon, you bastard, you were actually faster than me and got here one step ahead!"
His voice was shrill, like a blade scraping across stone, painful enough to make one's eardrums throb.
"Flame Eagle, you were slow. Why haven't your injuries healed yet?" Black Flood Dragon asked the hawk-eyed young man in a deep voice.
Flame Eagle flicked his cloak of black feathers and said lightly, "Just minor wounds. You, on the other hand, took a sword strike that shattered your scales. Your injuries aren't light, are they?"
Black Flood Dragon's expression immediately darkened. He said coldly, "I wonder who it was whose feathers were sent flying all over the sky after being cut down?"
"You..."
Flame Eagle's face sank sharply, and he was about to turn hostile.
Boom!
At that moment, the void rippled, then split apart. A gigantic tiger wreathed in flame and lightning stepped