Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Seven
A low, rumbling yawn echoed across the skies like the growl of a world-ending storm.
Xar'Zenth, curled within his swirling cocoon of reality-warping energy, stirred.
One massive eye flickered open lazily, then closed again.
He yawned.
That yawn alone—stretching across dimensions—rippled through the ground with unstoppable force. Mountains groaned. Clouds twisted. The earth beneath the battlefield cracked violently.
Boom.
A shockwave pulsed outward from the sleeping dragon's resting point. Craters tore open in the dirt. Trees were uprooted miles away. A massive earthquake surged through the entire region.
Players still online watched in horror as the map violently shook under their characters. Their screens blurred with red warnings.
[World Event Alert: Dimensional Seismic Distortion Detected]
[Cause: Primordial Entity Xar'Zenth (Unintentional)]
[Stability Reduced: Nearby areas may collapse. Seek high ground.]
Crow barely moved. He stood atop a floating obsidian platform conjured by his magic, arms crossed as dust clouds rose beneath him. His cloak flapped in the aftermath.
"He really needs to learn to yawn quieter," he muttered.
Lyravex braced herself against a stone pillar, glaring toward the dragon's curled form. "That was just a yawn?!"
Even Sylvanna, still fuming with jealousy beside Liana, hesitated. "…What happens if he sneezes?"
Crow didn't answer.
The silence said enough.