Serenity, mildness, like a harvest autumn dozing off, even the air was filled with a sweet scent mixed with fruitiness.
The trees were sparse but with lush branches and leaves, a forest path coated with gold lacquer under the blessing of sunlight. The soil was loose, each step feeling the undulating ground beneath.
The figure standing in the middle of the path exhaled a sigh, took off their mask, and let out a cold breath from their mouth.
"It seems indeed a suitable place for settlement, so where is the Earth Dragon?"
Stopping with each step, looking around, the faint vibrations caused a slight undulating of the land. The figure was intoxicated in this warm atmosphere, completely oblivious to the threat beneath their feet.
