"Tell it I want every Demon under its command sent out at once. They are to search every corner and crevice of the Black Stone Mountain Range!"
"Find the one that has reemerged from its burial place, unearthed by the spatial storm..."
"Phillips's Mobile Alchemy Workshop!"
ROAR!
The Sun let out a draconic roar, spread its Dragon Wings, and flew high into the air, vanishing into the northern horizon as a streak of golden light.
...
The night was as black as ink.
Under the Moonlight, the Black Stone Mountain Range resembled a dormant, ancient beast. The continuous mountain ridges were its exposed bones, the vast forests its dark hide.
A sharp, high-pitched screech shattered the silence of the mountain forest.
A Black Dragon, over a hundred meters long, spread its massive Dragon Wings and launched itself into the sky from atop the highest peak.
Its draconic eyes scanned the vast territory below, filled with savagery and greed.
