Sichuan Province, People's Republic of China
2:32 PM, local time
The sky above Sichuan Province was gradually darkening, clouds accumulating in compact masses that filtered the sunlight. The humidity was oppressive, creating a heavy atmosphere that seemed to weigh down on the devastated landscape. The dragons of the Parisian noble families were approaching their destination at a cruising speed of 180 kilometers per hour, their wings beating in a synchronized rhythm that betrayed their military training.
The group consisted of twelve elite dragons, all from the oldest bloodlines of the French capital. Their leader, Aldric Montclair, was a bronze dragon of one hundred and forty-three years, veteran of three major territorial conflicts. His experience had taught him to quickly assess combat situations, but nothing had prepared him for what he would discover in the following minutes.
