Paren's frown deepened. "Who is coming?"
Bruno remained silent for a moment before finally answering. "One of the major clans of the Dragon Race."
Paren froze.
For several seconds, he simply stared at Bruno as though he had heard something ridiculous. "One of the major clans?"
Bruno nodded. "Yes. One of the top dragon clans."
Paren slowly inhaled. "Damn it."
That single curse carried more weight than an entire speech.
The Dragon Race was not some ordinary powerful race.
They were one of the top races in the greater cosmic universe, famous for their terrifying bodies, ancient bloodlines, overwhelming pride, and ridiculous combat power.
Even among High Grade Worlds, dragon factions were treated with extreme caution.
The top dragon clans were even worse.
Each of them controlled at least one High-Grade World as the foundation of their clan.
Not a planet, or even a star system, but an entire fucking High-Grade World.
That alone showed just how terrifying their influence was.
