The Radiant Dragon raised a massive claw. "What if the Ascendant Amplification were doubled?" "Doubled?" Shock flickered across the Inferno Dragon's eyes. Then it reared its head back and laughed—a roar so immense the cave seemed ready to crumble and the ground beneath trembled. "Hahaha! "Scott, you're getting immature with age. Not even an old divine soul could withstand two doses of Ascendant Amplification. "How could a mere crawler withstand that?" "Aztarion, do you realize who you're speaking to?" The Radiant Dragon rose, nostrils flaring heat. "I am the seer. I peer into souls and see beyond what you can. Do not question me." The Inferno Dragon fell silent. In sheer power, it had never considered itself weaker than any of its kind. But when it came to understanding the source of souls, even its pride could not deny that the dragon before it—Scott—was unparalleled. "Isn't this reckless? You should have consulted us first," the Inferno Dragon rumbled. "There's no time, Aztarion." The Radiant Dragon exhaled heavily. "In my dreams, I have seen darkness sweeping across time and space, devouring everything in its path. "Our homeland... it is gone, buried beyond recovery. "Now, we must act. If we don't, even the tiniest spark of hope will vanish." The Inferno Dragon's eyes darkened instantly. "Has it already reached such a dire state?" "It's far worse than you imagine," the Radiant Dragon replied softly. "They are here." Silence fell over the lair. Only the dragons' heavy breathing stirred the air, whipping sand and stone into a storm. After a long pause, the Inferno Dragon's voice sank low. "I understand." It was a proud creature that despised humans. Yet in the face of these terrifying beings capable of annihilating everything, nothing else mattered. "Good. Since you're here, come with me to find him," Scott said. "Who?" "That human." "What's your plan?" "I intend to ignite the final dawn." Scott's eyes gleamed. "Right now, only you can help me." "For a human? Is it truly worth it?" Aztarion asked quietly, having caught on. "Not for him. Fate has chosen, and I have no choice but to follow it," Scott answered lightly. "The problem is, he's still too weak," he admitted. "What about Hodnier? He might suit your purpose better than I do," Aztarion pressed. "No," Scott said. "It comes down to us." He exhaled deeply. "Aztarion, it's just us now..." Aztarion stayed silent, its eyes dimming. It understood exactly what Scott meant.Once the pride of the Holy Judgment lineage, they were now reduced to just Scott and Aztarion. After a pause, Aztarion lifted its head high. "I'll go with you. He's in the human city. I'll help you find him." "And remember this, I am the dragons' seer. I know it all." Scott's eyes flashed with faint disdain. "Do you really think I lack a backup plan? That I cannot track him myself?" "But..." Suddenly, his tone softened. Despite his pride, facing his last kin, a rare trace of warmth crept through. "Thank you, Aztarion." Rumble! Thunder cracked, and the wind howled. Two colossal dragons beat their wings and soared into the sky. Gold and crimson scales intertwined, painting the clouds in fire. Their massive forms, wide enough to blot out the sun, flew faster than the wind, shrinking to mere specks on the horizon until they vanished. They carried the purest dragon blood. They were the last of the Holy Judgments in this world. A pity the Wyrm's Lair lay far beyond the reach of any player from the spawn point. Had anyone witnessed it, countless adventurers would have been left awestruck. ... Three days later. "Amazing! This is incredible! I finally reached Level twelve! Let's see those Moonville Hub idiots try to catch up!" Outside Leafport, a broad-shouldered Knight threw back his head and laughed. Every Grendola player would know him immediately—this was the Knight who had first cleared the Hard-level Trial Dungeon, BigBadGale. Known to all as "Gale King," he had gained fame from that legendary first clear of the Hard-level Trial Dungeon and was now one of Grendola's most renowned Knights. Also, the highest-level Knight—Level 12."Nice work, BigBadGale. The way you held aggro back there was perfect. Without that, we might not have defeated the Elite boss," Greenwhisper said sincerely. "Well, I just flipped it off on a whim. Didn't think it would actually work," BigBadGale said, scratching his head. Strange that Doomsday beasts seemed to understand international gestures. "Either way, your fifth place is secure for today. Log off later, and we'll grab a drink."