A-Grade Talent: Valgaryian Armor

The earth beneath the Jeju Forest groaned in violent protest.

From the damp southern swamplands to the rocky western crags, every living creature within the dark woods felt the thunderous vibrations of Dark Sister's airborne frenzy.

Heavy shockwaves rippled through the black-leaved canopy, scattering flocks of mutated corvids and driving dozens of lower-tier Abominations into a frantic, blind stampede to escape the dragon's wrath.

Yet, down in the southern sector, the soldiers and knights of the 1st and 2nd Divisions did not break formation.

They heard the distant, earth-shaking roars and saw the thick columns of crimson-tinged smoke rising in the north, but their hands remained steady on their spears and swords.

They knew their lord was flying upon the Child of the Abyss; the monster tearing the northern sky apart was not an enemy, but their Viscount's ultimate shield.