The western sunset hasn't yet extinguished, while the gray-blue sky in the east already hangs with stars.
In the gap between light and darkness, Galos's wings are cloaked in a layer of crimson flames burning brightly as he soars through the sky, finally spiraling downwards, diving toward the foot of an unnamed barren mountain.
The ground is riddled with deep pits of varying depths.
The mountain is covered with cracks from collapses and shatters.
Crumbling fissures, as dense as spider webs and like flashes of lightning, crisscross everywhere, seemingly ubiquitous.
— This place is Galos's newly chosen training ground for the time being.
Due to its remote location, surrounded by barren mountains and wastelands lacking resources, there isn't any presence of strong creatures.
As for the previous frequent spot, where they encountered the Red Copper Dragon, Galos abandoned it just in case, like if the aggrieved Red Copper Dragon came back with its parents seeking revenge.
