On a night without stars, the capital city of Valerian, the center of power and politics, in this Fortress of Freedom, lay sleepless.
One by one, the demon dragons patrolling the dark sky fell, their ferocious heads and massive bodies crashing down like a meteor shower, the spilled dragon blood even setting many buildings in the city ablaze.
The demon dragons roared in despair as they fell under the combined attack of the Golden Empire's Flying Dragon Riders and Legion Warriors, startling the entire city awake.
The whole city seemed to have stepped into the domain of demonic monsters, where the demon dragons and Dragon King Knights, once high and mighty, could only let out the last cries of their lives in the darkness.
Countless civilian slaves trembled in fear through the night, praying to their respective divine spirits for survival until morning.
