The shadow of the dragon vanished into the horizon, and aside from a few, almost no one knew that a legendary race was watching over this land; the world continued as it always did, the great sun rose and set day after day, the weather warmed day by day, gradually drawing closer to summer — it was as if in the blink of an eye, spring had ended, leaving one flustered and at a loss.
The reignited flames of war in the eastern part of the Plains of the Holy Spirits, after fiercely burning for a while, suddenly and quietly came to a halt.
