บท 1248: A Black Dragon

 Arthur stood by the expansive window of the meeting room in the high tower of Runera, gazing out at the sprawling city below. His city, a blend of old world charm and new world chaos, thrummed with the life brought forth by the merging of worlds and the dramatic rise of the Level Up Legacy. The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a golden glow that made the glass buildings shimmer like jewels set against an ancient painting.

Beside him, Diana adjusted the collar of his ceremonial robe, her fingers brushing lightly against his neck. "Are you ready for this?" she asked, her voice a soft murmur against the backdrop of distant city sounds.

Arthur turned to face her, his expression thoughtful. "I'm not sure if one can ever be truly ready for what's to come. But I am prepared to listen, and to learn what these new allies might bring to Runera," he replied, taking her hand in his.