Rustle, rustle.

From the depths of the forest, something was approaching.

It wouldn’t have been alarming if it were merely “something,” but the problem was that it wasn’t just one or two presences.

The ground beneath the Forest of Naga subtly trembled.

The Black Dragon narrowed his eyes.

In the oppressive silence, the faint sound of an advancing army grew louder and began to overpower all other noises in the vicinity.

Clank-clank-clank.

As the sound drew nearer, the Black Dragon finally caught sight of the first shadowy figures.

“Prepare for battle!”

The Black Dragon’s thunderous command echoed across the field.