"The time has finally come..."
The Efreeti had been waiting impatiently and finally spotted the silhouette of the Brass Dragon circling in the sky.
The Brass Dragon slowly descended from the sky to the ground, not bothering to greet the Efreeti. His gaze almost entirely fell on the adventurers and mercenaries, lured in by the black men. As a good dragon, he didn't want to see so many mortals march to their demise. He said, "Besides us, there are that many mortals as well?"
Had it not been for the sight of these mortals, the Brass Dragon's original plan was to circle in the sky once to signal to the Efreeti his arrival and then depart.
"Why did you call them here?" The Brass Dragon asked, looking towards the Efreeti.
