Just as all the factions were making their move for the Black Fire.
"SCREEEE..."
A dragon's cry echoed through the sky as a streak of fire descended upon the world.
It was the Flame Dragon, which had suddenly taken to the sky. Its eyes were locked on the location of the Black Fire, filled with excitement.
It even roared thunderously across Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, "The Black Fire belongs to me, the Flame Dragon! Anyone who dares try to snatch it from me is courting death—truly courting death."
"Anger me, and you can prepare to die."
"I don't care what faction you're from. All of you, back off and get out of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain."
It, too, was after the Black Fire, and it now unleashed its own draconic might across Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.
The next moment, its draconic might crashed down, sweeping across the entirety of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.
"ROAR..."
"AWOOO..."
