Bab 273: The Emergence of the Chaos Dragon

The battlefield lay silent, the remnants of the defeated factions scattered around like fallen leaves in a storm. Vargus stood tall amidst the wreckage, his body still radiating the residual power from his fierce battle with Aerandir. He had done it—defeated both Kaelithus and Aerandir. He was now the victor, the undisputed champion of the Cute Titans.

But something was amiss. Vargus expected to hear the triumphant announcement of his victory, the declaration that the war was over. Yet, there was nothing. No cheers, no proclamation. Just an eerie silence that seemed to stretch on indefinitely.

A frown creased Vargus's brow as he realized something was wrong. He scanned the horizon, his senses alert to any sign of movement or sound. "What is this?" he muttered under his breath, his voice tinged with confusion. "Where is the announcement of our victory?"