Rest Before the Great Battle

"What is this, a scepter?" Li Cuisi looked at the rather peculiar weapon in the Troll's hand.

"It looks like a warblade." Telesgosa carefully examined the weapon in Zul'ra's hand. If it were a scepter, it had no gemstone set atop its head, and it was held differently as well.

"This is a wand. Well, sometimes it can also be used as a mace." Zul'ra grinned at the dragons, who had no idea what a bamboo-jointed steel whip was.

"I really don't understand what you were thinking, making a wand so crude and even using it as a mace." Kirygosa turned her long dragon head toward him, staring at the wand in his hand with a disdainful curl of her lips.

"It's not crude at all. It has a certain aesthetic, doesn't it? Like a straight, upright stalk of bamboo." Zul'ra looked utterly unconvinced. What do you dragons know? What's refined yet accessible, what everyone likes—that's what's truly good.

"Let's not discuss that for now! Tell us, what do we need to do?" Rukstaz cut off the discussion and questioned Zul'ra. He believed Zul'ra had not taken that thing out merely to show them.

"Very well. I'll announce the battle plan now. Our ultimate objective is to sweep through the entire Skywall, and this wand in my hand is the core of the operation. It needs to be infused with elemental essence." Zul'ra raised the steel whip toward the dragons, indicating his plan.

"So you want us to beat the elementals half to death, then leave them for you to absorb their essence, right?" Rukstaz understood at once.

"Right." Zul'ra nodded.

"Then what else needs to be prepared?" Li Cuisi took the initiative to ask.

"Nothing. All that remains is for us to head straight to Skywall. But to account