The instant the seal broke, an entrance appeared on the frozen lake. It looked real, but none of them knew what lay on its unknown other side. Yet none of the three felt afraid, and they jumped into it without hesitation. As she passed through, Han seemed to hear a cold, wicked woman's voice mocking her softly beside her ear.
Beyond the seal lay another dark lake, but waves crashed against its shores and furious waters surged. What should have been a quiet lake seemed to possess the force and power of an ocean. Sure enough, before they could land, enormous fireballs erupted from the water, relentlessly attacking the three while they were still in midair.
Sesshomaru raised an eyebrow slightly. "Even monsters this pathetic dare to ambush me?"
A golden Light Whip flew from the silver-haired dog demon's fingertips. With a sweep through the air, he lashed viciously at the monsters in the water.
The submerged monsters howled in pain and angrily surged up from the depths, revealing one gray-black, dragon-shaped monster after another.
"Are those dragons?!" The spellcaster, an ordinary human after all, finally lost his composure, his brows drawing tightly together.
"No, the true Dragon Race isn't this ugly," Han said calmly. She and Miya landed on Stone Peak in the lake, while Sesshomaru alone remained suspended casually in midair, aloof as ever, looking down on the monsters coiling and tangling together below.
Sesshomaru's lips curved in a sneer. His golden Light Whip shone even brighter, becoming an unstoppable weapon as he mercilessly lashed the dragon-shaped monsters emerging from the water. Under its blows, the enormous creatures fell back into the lake one after another.
"These are variant dragons, far weaker than the true Dragon Race. Their bloodlines may once have carried the power of the Dragon