Dragon Race Divides

"What? They want to break the seals for the crack?!"

Elder Pettalong couldn't keep sitting after hearing this news. He shot up, brows furrowed and gray whiskers trembling. Shock was written all over his face.

"Relax, relax." Link pressed his hands. "It isn't irrevocable yet. It isn't easy to break the seals around the crack. Of course, we must respond to this quickly. Do you have any ideas?"

Pettalong leaned against the table. Half a minute later, he was still shocked. Worries and concerns flooded into him without stop. He forced himself to stay composed, but those thoughts were still affecting his mind.

If it was five years ago, he wouldn't be so easily affected. But recently, so many things have happened in the Dragon Valley. Each event had been shocking. He had felt powerless each time.

The entire world was getting stronger while the Dragon Valley kept weakening. This was the worst period for the dragons.