Synopsis

They found it: a temple swallowed by ages, its stones whispering of forgotten power. It was a tomb, not for mortals, but for dragons of an antiquity lost to time – the Anicent Dragons, slain by their golden brethren. Magical barriers, intricate and ancient, guarded the temple's heart, yet Filia’s touch could unravel them with ease. One remained unbroken, a final ward erected by the very dragons it was meant to contain, safeguarding a weapon of immense consequence. The truth of the past unfold