Boundary Wall, two thousand meters above ground.
Several figures stood atop a protrusion of the Boundary Wall in the distant sky.
One was a woman dressed in revealing white clothes. With white hair and appearing to be in her twenties, she casually twirled a flute about the length of her upper arm in her right hand while gazing into the distance.
Where they were looking was the venue for the Fire Dragon Birth Festival's main Gift Game.
Watching the venue, where thunderous cheers could be faintly heard even from over two thousand meters away, the woman exuding an alluring aura spun the flute in her hand and remarked, though it was unclear whether she was disdainful or envious.
"Disaster is practically upon them, yet they're still happily holding a festival?"
"What is it, Lating?" The lean man in a black military uniform with short black hair glanced at her.
He too held a flute, but unlike the woman in white, his was as tall as the lanky man himself. For a musical instrument, it was clearly an abnormal length.
"You want to join too?"
"I really would like to go in and have some fun, but lively festivals don't suit people like us." Lating smiled charmingly before bringing up another matter.
"How many participants are worthy of being our opponents, Weisi?"
"If that white-haired brat didn't lie to us, and if Sun Runner White Night Yaksha is restrained as well, then our only enemies are the ruler of the Fire Dragon and the Hakoniwa Knight."
The man called Weisi answered the woman in white.
They had been sealed away all this time, and their intelligence had basically come from a certain vanguard of the Demon King Alliance.
Immediately afterward, the third member, whose appearance was no longer human in the