After the Merfolk Third Princess left, Ethan and his companions remained in the lavish palace, waiting.
Time stretched on. No one came. The silence grew heavier with each passing moment, and Ethan, after pacing the marble floor several times, began to lose patience.
What is the meaning of this?
He was just about to walk toward the door the princess had used when a colossal wave of power surged through the entire hall.
Buzz…
Every gem embedded in the walls flared to life, flooding the palace with dazzling light.
The aura that filled the air was immense—vast and overwhelming, like the sea itself.
Ethan froze. So did everyone else. This power felt neither human nor entirely alive, yet it pulsed with a force that made his skin crawl.
A suffocating pressure descended, cold and immense, carrying with it the instinctive dread of death.
Then, a brilliant blue light burst from Dragon Child. A translucent, serpentine dragon coiled around her, rising upward in a spiral.
