Blue Dragon Clan's Decision

Western Talilo Desert, Ashes of the Barrens.

The dunes rose and fell, frozen in the wind like eternal waves. The horizon twisted and boiled in the heat haze.

Black rocks had been eroded by the wind into jagged shapes, like the sun-dried bones of colossal beasts, bearing the marks of time. Sand lashed against the rocks with scalp-tingling hisses, like countless hungry beetles gnawing without end.

Strange glimmers occasionally flashed in the depths of the desert, ghostly green or dark purple, vanishing in an instant. They were like fragments of ancient magic trapped in the sand, or the cold eyes of elemental life swimming beneath the yellow sands.

This was no ordinary sea of sand, but an ancient battlefield forgotten by the gods, a graveyard of life—Ashes of the Barrens.

Who knew how many years ago, this place might once have been a lush forest teeming with life.

It was said that during that far-reaching catastrophe, the Sun God and the Wind God had fought here.

The Sun God unleashed boundless golden flames, burning everything to ash and vaporizing it into yellow sand, while the Wind God brought howling gales that, over the long years, carried one terrifying sandstorm after another.

But now, this battlefield forgotten by the gods had welcomed another war—only this time, the combatants were dragons.

"Roar—"

In the utterly dry sky, seven Brass Dragons roared fiercely, their scales gleaming beneath the sunlight with a metallic sheen.

Several hundred meters away, atop a sandstone outcrop, stood four Blue Dragons with azure bodies. Their bodies were covered in scorched wounds, and they growled hoarsely as faint crackling sounds came from their skin.

One of the female Blue Dragons was visibly larger than the other two. Her scales had been polished bright by the sand, and various Magic Equipment