Northern Side of Blood-Borne Valley
The northern side of Blood-Borne Valley was always exposed to the outer world. Because of that, one of the strongest demon dragon generals — Drem — guarded it alone.
Inside a large cave at the edge of the valley, Drem slept in his human form, lying peacefully with his arms folded.
"ZZZZzzzzzzz…"
"Zzzzzzzzzzzz…"
"SIR DREM! SIR DREM!" A loud shout echoed through the cave entrance.
Blink.
Drem's eyes opened at once. Without hesitation, he lifted his hand — and a massive, glowing red spear came flying toward him, landing perfectly in his grasp.
Grab.
"Who dares to come to my cave at this hour?" Drem's deep voice rumbled through the cave as he stood up. His body grew larger, scales covered his skin, and wings stretched wide — he had taken his dragon form.
Each step he took shook the cave floor.
When he reached the entrance, he saw a young dragon waiting, his eyes filled with fear.
"What happened?" Drem asked sharply.
