Dragon Island, somewhere.
A figure dressed in the distinctive mage robe of the Blue Dragon Empire silently watched the chaos suddenly erupting outside the volcano.
Though far away, his eyes could still cross the distance to see the Love Witch, Dicena.
Suddenly, a person flew over from nearby, landing behind him and whispered, "Master Erina, the Tower of Descent has begun. Shouldn't we stop them?"
Erina said coolly, "If they are so greedy, let them continue. Let's see how vast their appetite is. With me here, these clowns won't cause much trouble."
The subordinate said anxiously, "But indulging heretics is not good. Most of those they are leading here are mages from outside, but there are also plenty of our own people. They've all become nutrients for the Fire Spirit..."
"That's even better." Erina's eyes flashed with cold light, "When the time is right, we'll catch them all in one go!"
