The sky was a deep fire red, with the shadows of the forest cloaking the earth, and Roger was certain it was the sun's last rays that altered the shape of the distant peaks enough to reveal their true form.
One could imagine how colossal this Giant Dragon was when it had life, with its hard scales, sharp claws, and wings that could blot out the sun.
But now the vitality had faded, and its entire body had fused with the mountain, its lead-gray armor losing its former sheen, almost indistinguishable in color from the surrounding rocks.
Moreover, the Giant Dragon's body was incomplete, covered with large and small gaps, seemingly not battle scars, but resulting from internal disintegration.
Yet, even with the vitality faded, Roger could still discern a trace of its living grace; it was a true Fifth Tier Transcendent.
Stronger than any he had seen before.
"Only during this time can we enter."
