The Blackfire Festival ended perfectly. The dragon's roar was like a flourish for the celebration, and no one knew that a world-shaking battle had taken place in Thunder Marsh.
Perhaps some knights secretly speculated about it, but since Russell said nothing, there was no way for them to know.
Every level had the limits of its own perspective. Scenes involving dragons, Snow Giant Da, and Frost Trolls were things only Wyvern Knights could barely reach.
"So, why did the Frost Troll bring Snow Giant Da deep into Thunder Marsh?" In the study of Fluorite Castle, Baron Roman swirled his glass of red wine as he voiced his doubts. "If it wanted to ambush you, it should have gone to Blackfire Land."
"To be honest, I don't know either. I asked the Shadowflame Dragon, and it didn't know." Russell replied, "It and the Torrent Dragon merely sensed Snow Giant Da's presence, then projected their phantoms and trapped Snow Giant Da."
"That is indeed strange." Baron Roman pondered. "Snow Giant Da has invaded Thunder Marsh twice already. Could there be something there that is drawing the Frost Troll behind Snow Giant Da?"
"There's no way to know. Polly and I searched Thunder Marsh, but we didn't sense any aura worth noting."
"All right, perhaps I'm overthinking it." Baron Roman stopped dwelling on the matter and asked instead, "What exactly is this Frost Troll? Why was there never any record of Frost Trolls during the five-thousand-year war between dragons and demons?"
"I can't figure it out." Russell shook his head.
Then he added uncertainly, "There may not be no records, Father. If there truly were none, there would be no legends of Frost Giants, nor would anyone know that Fast meant frost in the Snow Demon language."
"That's true."
"So it is quite