On a skyscraper, a man and a silver haired woman stood under the night sky staring into the ground where various men in uniforms could be seen walking around.
Around a certain burning hall in the ground, many machines could be seen persistently spraying some liquids into the hole but the flame refused to be doused even though it fortunately wasn’t spreading either.
“They should have realized this flames can’t be doused by water.” The silver haired woman spoke.
“That is no ordinary water, it has some special chemicals in it but I guess the Dragon flame is beyond human technology.” The man commented.
“It is beyond any technology, the flame of the black dragon cannot be quenched but will naturally cease to burn when its essence is spent... or when it’s overwhelmed by a greater essence” The silver haired woman said.
“Greater essence?” The man commented with raised brows wondering if there could be anything more dreadful than the Dragon.
Beep!