C352 The Unclean Garden Tiramisu!

"Rumble!"

The tranquil earth trembled subtly as a patch of land suddenly fractured and swelled upward. In the next instant, a silver dragon breath pierced the sky, and Igrel burst forth from the fissured ground.

"Hu..."

Gazing at the ashen terrain below, Igrel inhaled deeply.

"Being above ground is far better. Down there, the oppressive feeling, the stench of decay and bone..