บท 110: A Meeting Three Years Overdue

Arthur, the majestic dragon, finally landed.

His sharp claws dug slightly into the ground under his weight, raising clouds of dust around him. His serpentine tail, as wide as a tree trunk, gently whipped the air behind him, adding to the impression of raw power he exuded. Yes, he was a dragon, and one of the most powerful ones in existence, as his mere presence was enough to instill fear in the hearts of all living entities on this battlefield.

Merlin dismounted and walked at a measured pace toward the person for whom he had traveled all this way. Even though he inwardly rejoiced at the thought of reuniting with his nephew after three years of separation, he was not unaffected by the corpses and destruction he observed around him.

"Damn! What does this mean?"