On the crowded street, the two members of the Boundless Adventure Group stared at the enormous Evil Dragon that had been sent flying to the ground, neither of them able to process what had just happened.
"What happened?"
"We weren't killed?"
Savage Bone, the Boundless Adventure Group's leader, continued staring at the Evil Dragon lying more than a dozen yards away. Just a second ago, they had heard the Evil Dragon declare that it would kill them. Faced with that unstoppable claw, they had already thought themselves dead. The claw had been far too fast—so fast that they could not even keep up with its movement.
Yet all they saw was a flash of lightning, followed by the terrifying Evil Dragon suddenly being knocked to the ground...
Looking in the direction from which that lightning had flashed, they saw a player in a black cloak, wielding an azure longsword, walking step by step toward the Evil Dragon.
"Was that him?" Savage Bone's eyes remained full of disbelief.
Such a powerful and swift Evil Dragon had actually been driven back with one strike. It was simply hard to imagine that a player could accomplish such a thing.
"Damn! What the hell happened? Why is there a dragon in the city?"
"No, look at the marker above that dragon's head! That's a player marker—the dragon is a player!"
"From what that dragon said, it seems like he wants to kill adventure groups that joined Zero Wing. Looks like he has a grudge against Zero Wing."
"But what exactly happened just now? I only saw that dragon suddenly attack, then a flash of lightning sent it flying."
The players on the street began discussing Dark Blade's sudden attack, thoroughly confused as to what was going on. However, the upper echelons of the