Dragon Valley.
Whoosh, whoosh.
Four Red Dragon Warriors descended from the sky. When they touched the ground, all four of them changed into their half-dragon forms, their magnificent scarlet armor clasped tightly to their bodies.
"This was the latest scene. Amil, did you find anything?" Felina looked towards one of the dragon Warriors.
This Warrior had recently reached the peak of Level-8. He was also an expert tracker for his age.
He kneeled down, observing the ground closely.
They were standing on the bare forest ground. Around them were a few tree stumps left behind by the villagers nearby after cutting down the trees. There were traces on the ground, but no footprints, as someone had taken great pains to erase them. The only thing that indicated something had happened here were the traces of blood that had soaked into the earth.
From the blood emanated faint signs of Dragon Power, which could clearly be picked up by any dragon.