Zzz… ZzZzzz… ZzzZzz…0

While a naval battle was raging near the Wailing Canyon, the Silver Dragon, Keanus, was curled up deep within its lair, snoring away in a deep, undisturbed slumber. It had been centuries since Keanus had rested so soundly without getting disturbed.0

However, the dragon suddenly shuddered, and its massive figure tossed and turned.0

Was it a nightmare?0

For the first time in hundreds of years, the Silver Dragon, who was hibernating peacefully, began to thrash about.0

Was it a nightmare?0

Then, in one quick motion, Keanus looked up—0

Bam!0

Its head slammed straight into the ceiling of its lair.0

“Grrrk!” And with that, Keanus’ long four hundred years of sleep came to an end. 0

“What an unpleasant morning, ” the dragon grumbled to itself as its immense frame stirred awake.0

It had been curled up for centuries, so it wasn't surprising that every muscle and joint in its body felt stiff. Awakening its body’s function would take at least a month or two.0

Just as it would take humans a few minutes to regain full consciousness and motor function after waking up, dragons also required time to adjust after their long slumber.0

But…0

Badump! Badump! Badump!0

Keanus’ pounding heart made it impossible to wake up in peace. Its chest thumped wildly, and its figure trembled uncontrollably; an unexplainable sense of dread had engulfed it.0

The sensation showed...0