Under the dark sky, the ancient, shadowy noble castle resembled a giant beast ready to devour anyone who approached.
A wailing cry—
But at that moment, the interior of the building suddenly flared with blazing fire, accompanied by faint yet extremely shrill screams of women, sending chills down one's spine.
It wasn't long.
Even more intense pure white flames leapt out from every window of the castle, and in the midst of the flames, one could vaguely see a towering figure, nearly six feet tall, wearing a courtly gown, a "noblewoman" writhing and wailing in agony.
She looked like a pitiable woman who had been plundered by bandits and cruelly silenced afterwards.
Yet at that time, her seaweed-like thick dark green hair, as if alive, danced wildly, and despite being ignited by the Dragon Breath, easily toppled the heavy stone walls.
