The Sacred institute for dragons is suddenly besieged by the Abyssal dragons, everyone: students and teachers were fighting back against the abyssal dragons with all their strength.

It was speculated you were the traitor, you stood before a stained glass window, wilding the giant axe that was once owned by the astral dragon.

Silas stood behind you, his clawed hands tightly grasping his great sword, his eyes burning with intense rage.

“I should've known you would betray us.”