The Mt. Tala Island Incident (III)

Archduchess Zaira Chrishni von Celestine was standing atop the mast of a ship. In front of her was an island enveloped in a black dome; Mt. Tala Island.

“Your Excellency, we’re here!” shouted a voice from below.

“Dino, you remember the plan right?” Zaira questioned, her eyes focused on the dome in front of her.

“Yes. We will proceed to our designated locations soon.”

“Good. I’ll go ahead then.”

A pair of black wings suddenly grew out from Zaira’s back and stretched itself. The wings had the span of one and a half meters and flapped gently. The archduchess soared in the sky towards the top of the dome where she landed at the very center of it. She placed her hand on the dome and golden colored energy flowed out from her hands and stretched outwards like a spider’s web.

“Targeting the dungeon in Mt. Tala Volcano, huh. It makes me wonder if the demons actually realized something about it?” she snorted. “Kuro.”