Crimson Flame

Welcome to Eteliria, the Kingdom above the floating clouds.
Let us push open the Gateway, pick up our staffs, and the adventure will begin from here—
Through the hills of clouds and seas, like floating grass, the shallow rivers gleam;
Across the meadows flowing with gold and honey, filled with laughter, beneath Rodell's cottages, a gentle song drifts.
Through Egon's ancient forests, where dark vines grow rampant and whispers linger;
Over ridges and between Chongshan peaks, shadows stir in the Underground World, danger lurks at every turn, and swords reflect light.
The tale of a boy chasing his dreams, above the sky and cloud ridges, the Giant Dragon's Shadow, soaring with outstretched wings.
And after time has been sealed away, the hearth fire still burns bright.

Pillar of Yita

"Ladies and gentlemen," the Old Lizardman said with pale eyes scanning the others, "with Isolin's disappearance, the ancient prophecies of the sages have been declared invalid, and our tribe no longer believes in those old things. A new era has already dawned, and this time we, the People of the Night, shall determine our own destiny—Xinsas will return, but not in the way you imagine."


"It," it hissed dryly while spitting out its forked tongue, "will reign supreme over all."


The Old Lizardman, pointing with fingers like dead branches, watched everyone present with a threatening gaze, "Farewell." Then, gripping its staff, it hobbled backward.


Behind it, the members of the Jiefulite Red Cloak Team stepped aside, creating a pathway. They glanced at the resplendent hall with a hint of envy but followed the Old Lizardman out.


Once they had left, a significant portion of the spacious palace was left empty.


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