The True Dragon Gathering

A small group of individuals arrived on the blood-blue bird, hailing from the distant Iron Dragon Strong Country. This remote nation was not widely known. Their leader, a young man clad in black, wielded an iron fan, his eyes sharp and cold like an eagle's. His skin had an unusual metallic sheen, and even his attire and hair appeared to have merged with metal, exuding a chilling metallic presence. Despite his youth, he commanded respect and fear, for to be deemed a strong country, one must possess at least one True Lord Rank expert.