“Monsters that big shouldn’t be able to get into the city,”
“How did it even make it this far?”
A woman gasped, pointing. “It’s not just any creature… it’s a dragon!”
Then, cutting through the noise, a panicked voice rang out.
“Look closely! Someone’s standing on its head!”
The female reporter’s instincts kicked in, and she turned urgently to her cameraman. “Zoom in! Quickly!”
As the camera focused, the sight became clear: a man with dark, windswept hair stood calmly atop the massive dragon’s head as it tore through the sky, his black tie and hair fluttering wildly in the wind.
His yellow eyes gleamed like molten gold against the night, matching the almost unsettling glow of the dragon’s blood-red eyes. The entire scene gave off a chilling, powerful aura, and for a moment, no one dared to breathe.
“It… it’s him,” whispered a reporter, her voice barely audible. “That’s Alister!”
In the next instant, the dragon was upon them, descending with astonishing speed. Its wings beat in a powerful, sweeping motion, sending gusts of wind tearing through the crowd.
Cameras flashed, but the sheer force of the wind made several reporters shield their eyes, clutching their equipment to keep steady. Women held onto their skirts, bracing against the whirlwind stirred by the dragon’s approach.
With a deafening boom, the dragon landed, its enormous weight hitting the ground and shaking the pavement beneath everyone’s feet. The vibrations rippled through the crowd, leaving an eerie silence in their wake as the dust settled.
Hiroshi, standing nearby with his usual smirk, leaned in and remarked to Kaida, “I swear, he does these grand entrances on purpose.”
Kaida chuckled, adjusting her hair against the aftershock of the landing. “You’re probably right. The kid must feel like he’s the final boss of some videogame.”
All eyes locked onto Alister as he stood on the massive dragon’s head, its towering 26-foot frame casting a long shadow over the crowd.
The creature’s immense presence alone was enough to silence the buzzing crowd, but Alister, stood with a calm intensity atop the dragon, drewing their awe, many gazed with their jaw dropped.
Yuuto, observing from a distance, merely smiled, amused by the display.
Several union officials rushed out of the building, looking prepared to demand an explanation,
“Just what is the meaning of-” a Union officials words caught in his throat as his eyes landed on the massive dragon towering over the entrance, its blood-red eyes fixed on them.
Another official, younger but equally shocked, took a step back, muttering, “T-this…this can’t be real. How did a dragon get here?”
A third official, visibly shaken, stammered, “We… we need to evacuate the building!”
But before anyone could react further, the dragon let out a low, rumbling growl, and the officials shrank back, any trace of risitancw in their expressions added into with outright fear In a heartbeat, Alister leapt from the dragon’s head, landing with a thunderous BOOM that shook the ground.
He dusted off his suit casually, adjusted his collar, and began striding forward, his yellow mana streaking from his eyes for a moment before they disappeared, making him give off a calm confident aura that left everyone frozen.
Reporters and onlookers were stunned, whispers of shock rippling through the crowd.
“How did he make that jump?”
“Isn’t he supposed to be a Summoner?”
“He should be injured after something like that!”
“Right?”
The female reporter, still gaping spoke to her cameraman with her gaze still locked on Alister. “A-are you getting this?” she asked breathlessly.
The cameraman, equally in awe, nodded, shouting over the noise, “Every single second!”
The reporter quickly composed herself and resumed her commentary. “There you have it, folks! Alister, the Dragon Lord, has arrived in spectacular fashion!”
“This… this entrance is like something out of legend! And that jump-he didn’t even flinch! Is it possible for an SSS-ranked Summoner to have a far sturdier body than some physical enhancement awakened?”
Before she could continue, a sudden, blinding light erupted from the dragon, filling the area with a powerful glow.
Everyone shielded their eyes, the female reporter exclaiming, “What now? Is this another part of Alister’s display?”
As the light dimmed, the crowd blinked in shock. Where the dragon had once stood was now a woman with dazzling silver hair and striking red eyes, her aura as intense as the dragon’s.
She gave off an undeniable strength, yet there was a familiar elegance in her posture.A murmur spread through the crowd until someone shouted…
“It’s Cinder!”
Alister glanced at her, his expression barely shifting. “Cinder,” he said calmly.
“Let’s join the others.”
Cinder bowed her head slightly. “I understand, my lord.”
As Yuuto watched Alister and Cinder approaching through the crowd, he simply smiled,
giving a nod to Aiko.
“Looks like it’s time for us to make our way in,” he said calmly.
Together, they moved toward the building, keeping their pace in sync with Alister and
Cinder’s stride.
Around them, the crowd was in a frenzy, voices overlapping as they called out.
“Alister! Dragon Lord, over here!”
Shouted a fan from the back, waving a camera. Others tried to catch Cinder’s attention, amazing by her presence and beauty.
Reporters fought to get their questions in, some yelling louder than others. “Alister, what’s your connection to Cinder?” one asked, her voice almost drowned out by another nearby
reporter.
“What is the actual number of summons currently under your control?”
“Have you ever failed a summoning?”
“Is it true you have a more personal relationship with Cinder?”
But Alister and Cinder didn’t stop for a moment, their faces calm and focused. The crowd’s endless stream of questions, speculations, and cheers continued, with many desperate for just a glance from either of them.
Yet, Alister did not yield, keeping the crowd in awe, and even those hoping for a response eventually fell silent as he walked past, trailing a powerful aura.
The White Comet Guild members followed right behind him, their serious expressions hinting that they, too, weren’t about to entertain the crowd’s questions.
Together, they approached the towering double doors, and as they passed through, the chaotic energy outside seemed to fade away, replaced by a hushed, almost claiming silence
within.