Sara's heart was already filled with fear.
Since the review resolution had been accepted, the other party's actions had not intentionally harmed their side.
This was a natural disaster. Merely flying was enough to shake heaven and earth.
That enormous body, beyond human comprehension, had forcibly carried the city, the battlefield, and countless lives into the sky.
"Why is this happening?"
Sara looked at the dragon in the sky and muttered unconsciously.
Then rubble and wreckage began falling from midair, along with companions and members of the Giant Race who screamed as they plummeted downward.
Sara, spreading her flaming wings, and Black Rabbit began rescuing their falling companions.
Above Andouward stood the ancient vampire city.
The ancient city was filled with decaying air and dust.
It had long been abandoned by time, yet its stone exterior showed no signs of weathering. Was it because the entire place was covered by a barrier?
This was the unknown side of the Gifted Competition, which had already entered a truce.
The location was the long corridor by the city gates.
In the deserted ancient vampire city, a girl's voice rang out.
"Your Highness, where are you?"
The black-haired girl looked around as she walked, then headed upward along the corridor.
She wore a sleeveless black dress, and the jacket around her waist swayed with her movements.
Though she looked like a delicate, lovable girl, several short blades hung from her body. At a glance, those weapons were clearly extraordinary.
"Your Highness, the Gifted Competition has entered a truce. What should we do next?"
The girl in the corridor shouted into the air around her.
"Your Highness! Your Highness!"
Though still childish, her voice was as crisp as wind chimes as it echoed through the corridor. Yet the person she sought did not respond.