At dawn, the sun rose in the east.
Its radiance spread evenly across one side of Shadowflame Volcano, forming a clear boundary of light and darkness with the other side, which remained shrouded in shadow.
The Shadowflame Dragon had already returned to Shadowflame Volcano and submerged itself in the magma within the crater, using the Earth Power connected through the magma to truly recuperate its damaged origin.
But at this moment.
The Torrent Dragon, its body gleaming with blue light, stood atop the crater on Shadowflame Volcano's dark side. Sunlight shone directly upon its rough scales, yet not a single ray reflected off them. They were scales of pure black.
Lowering its head, the Torrent Dragon stared into the magma below.
It had waited here for four days and four nights.
And it was still waiting.
Marquis Arno Lieyang rode his Wyvern down gently beside the Torrent Dragon's feet. Compared to the Torrent Dragon's hundred-meter-long body, the ten-meter Wyvern seemed as delicate as a bird beside an elephant.
"Your Highness Torrent." Marquis Arno bowed from atop the dragon's back.
The Torrent Dragon gave no response. Its posture had not changed for days; only its eyes shifted slightly.
Marquis Arno continued, "Kunstan's death disrupted the kingdom's plans, but your decision to spare Snow Giant Da seems to have provoked the Shadowflame Dragon... The Shadowflame Dragon firmly refuses to allow Princess Kunlaya's bloodline to inherit the Grand Duke's position."
The Torrent Dragon's throat rolled, and a sound like ocean waves emerged from its mouth, incomprehensible to ordinary people.
But Marquis Arno understood. He immediately replied in alarm, "No, no, no, I would never dare question Your Highness Torrent's decision. It's simply that... Princess Kunlaya's branch has clearly lost all hope of attaining the Grand Duke's position."
Crash—another wave-like sound came forth.
Marquis