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Afternoon.
The sky was dim.
Siegfried left Sky City alone and headed to a spreading snow plain, waiting for himself to completely lose reason.
He couldn't stay in his own country, otherwise, upon transforming into a dragon, he would indiscriminately destroy Sky City.
Even if he could be successfully slain, Sky City might fall during the battle, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.
So he had to leave.
The cold wind was biting, sweeping across the endless snow plains. Siegfried sat on the hillside, looking at the mercenaries and several giant dragons appearing in the distance.
As night fell, he increasingly felt... the call, and a vague figure of a woman appeared in his vision.
That was the legendary Creation Witch.
Meanwhile.
Elsewhere.
"The aura is getting more dangerous," the Dragoness said, hand on her hip, blue hair fluttering in the wind. She looked towards Ahtal and asked,
"Are you sure you want to participate in the expedition to subdue Siegfried?"