Time passed quietly, and the sky gradually darkened.
The light of the two moons was obscured by clouds and wind and snow, leaving the Border Area in darkness, with only the light of bonfires illuminating Dragon Valley.
"Galos! Galos!"
Elf Dragon Vera flew over, circling around the Red Iron Dragon who was busy devouring food.
"Why haven't you... burst from eating yet?"
Vera tilted her little head, issuing a Soul Inquiry, her eyes reflecting the massive body of the Red Iron Dragon constantly swallowing food like a mountain.
Suddenly interrupted, Galos paused his ravenous eating, as if momentarily choked by the untimely question.
He slightly tilted his enormous head, and with a puffed cheek, blew a gust of wind towards the hovering Elf Dragon.
He blew the tiny creature into several flips in the air.
"Stay away, or I might mistake you for a post-meal treat and gobble you up."
