"Phew, phew."
As the sea breeze blew, the mushroom cloud and smoke gradually dispersed, revealing Blade Dragon covered in bloody wounds, Sticky Dragon—now a one-armed hero—and Armored Dragon, whose fate was unknown.
"Cough, cough... Is Madmore all right?" Blade Dragon asked.
After pressing her ear against his chest for a long while, the pale-faced Sticky Dragon answered haltingly, "He should... should still be alive, but... things don't look good!"
"How are your injuries?"
"If Madmore hadn't taken most of the attack, losing an arm would have been the least of my problems!"
Once she had assessed her side's condition, Blade Dragon began searching for the culprit behind it all. Before long, she locked onto the massive black-and-gold warship in the distance.
"An aircraft cruiser?!"
"Impossible! How could an aircraft cruiser have that much firepower?" Sticky Dragon asked, her face filled with terror.
"That emblem!!!"
Following her companion's gaze, Sticky Dragon saw a spherical dragon with blue wings reflected in her pupils.
"We clearly destroyed every Erus warship docked on the island. Where did that thing come from?!!"
"Rumor has it that the Erus Empire has made remarkable achievements in Space Magic. That thing is probably one of them!"
"Jilia, are you saying it was sealed in another dimension and only unsealed to deal with us?"
Blade Dragon nodded at her teammate and said gravely, "It was probably meant to deal with some crisis on the island, but our arrival forced it to appear early."
After staring intently at the black-and-gold warship for a long time, Sticky Dragon's eyes lit up. "Five or six minutes have passed since then, but that thing hasn't moved at all. It may have already lost its combat capability. Maybe we can..."
"Nebal, have you considered what happens if it can still fire?"
"Th-that..."
"Besides, even