Faria's Token of Allegiance

Talilo Desert, western lair.

Beneath the ruins of an ancient city swallowed by sand dunes, the Blue Dragons of the Faria Family were in complete disarray, gripped by panic.

Several Blue Dragons riddled with bullet holes and scorch marks panted heavily as they returned to the depths of the lair, crying out anxiously, "Elder Golazdra, she... she has fallen! She was killed by the Embers of the Burned Emperor!"

"Golazdra is dead!"

"The allied forces have occupied Talilo Desert, wiped out the Blue Dragon Cult, and are advancing toward our lair!"

"Those Blue Dragon Descendants have been slaughtered too!"

"Run! The Imperial People are coming! The iron balls their sticks spit out can pierce our scales! I saw a young Blue Dragon get killed by a group of weak humans without any extraordinary power!"

"Tiamat above, do those mad Imperial People intend to kill us all?"

The head of the Faria Family—Ancient Blue Dragon Keldon—furrowed his brow and stepped forward. In a deep voice, he said, "How could Elder Golazdra have died so easily? She is a demigod-level Ancient Dragon. Unless a True God intervened, she would not die even if an epochal calamity descended."

The Blue Dragon covered in bullet holes recalled the scene with terror on his face, trembling as he said, "But... I saw it with my own eyes. That Red Dragon Emperor covered thousands of meters of space in dragonfire and burned Elder Golazdra to ashes. Not even a body remained!"

"Tiamat above."

Keldon's eyes flickered as he could not help but sigh, as though he had witnessed that magnificent yet brutal scene himself.

At that moment, Christina stepped forward. From between her scales, she pulled out an insignia of Embers of the Burned Empire and declared loudly, "I said long ago that the Faria Family