This horn is huge.
From outside the secret chamber, just a portion of it was enough to obstruct most of the view, preventing one from seeing the rest of the items inside clearly.
Of course, that wasn't the most important thing.
The most important was that the moment Arthur saw this horn, his Spirituality stirred, showing him a—
Dragon!
A crimson dragon soaring through the sky!
Its scales shimmered with a luster akin to magma!
When it raised its head, it overwhelmed all creatures.
When it lowered its head, its breath was unleashed.
Flames and wails.
Fierceness and Death.
It was once the theme of an era, as well as the symbol of that era—thriving in the Golden Age, a time far preceding the rise of human empires.
Its offspring revered it as the 'Wings of Blazing Flame'.
The people of that era named it the 'Flame Catastrophe'.
