Having passed through the last great gate, Duanmu Huai finally arrived at the Throne Plaza. The first thing he saw as he stepped into the plaza was the endless gravestones around him, and a giant dragon that had been pierced and was now lying dead on the ground.
A man was kneeling before the dragon, muttering something under his breath.
"...Fellow descendant of the dragons, thy power is beyond doubt... it can propel me to even greater heights..."
As he spoke, the man reached out, gently caressing the drooping head of the dragon. Then, he seemed to notice the arrival of Duanmu Huai and the female warrior. The man slowly rose, his cloak falling away as he did. And then, Duanmu Huai witnessed a scene he never could have imagined.