Unbelievable wasn't even a strong enough word to describe what was unfolding.
A cascade of events had erupted- events now under the scrutiny of countless beings within and around the Kingdom of Neon, every single one of them holding their breath.
It had begun with the rhythmic beating of an overwhelming heartbeat- a sound so massive and ancient it felt like it had come from the crumbling of the world itself.
And now…
The skies above Neon had dimmed. Not by clouds. Not by storm.
By sheer presence and aura!
Darkness blanketed the Kingdom of Neon, not like a sunset, but like the arrival of night.
Far beyond the capital's luminous borders, immense rings of Draconic Hybrids hovered in formation. Their wings cut swathes through the air. Their numbers multiplied with every pulse of energy emitted by Neon's floating form.
