The Death Dragon.
In the original story, it was explicitly described as "The First Calamity."
A boss that stood among the most tragic trials, driving countless supporting characters to their deaths. It truly embodied the concept of "death."
Even Galimar Academy, a massive institution rivaling a small city in scale, stood no chance against its wings of calamity.
The peaceful, serene scenery was trampled into ruin without resistance.
The story spiraled into despair, leaving an impression so intense that players often talked about it.
The sheer hopelessness was unforgettable.
[Forum: General Board]
[Title: Looking Back at the Death Dragon Episode]
It was literally the definition of despair.
All the reliable supporting characters kept dying off.
I wasn’t even sure if defeating it was possible.
anwhile, they kept showing the collapsing academy buildings—it was overwhelmingly bleak.
Even through the monitor, you could almost sll the blood.
Seeing familiar faces as corpses scattered everywhere gave a weird feeling.
And when the protagonist's party broke down crying at the end, it was heart-wrenching.
This is the one episode I could never replay.
[Comnts]
[Yeah, it’s so heavy that I can’t bring myself to replay it.]
→ Each character’s death was just too tragic.
[The headmaster was so incompetent, he deserved to die.]
→ He’s getting roasted again today… classic JOAT.
→ This guy always gets dragged whenever story discussions co up.
→ WWE-level drama as usual.
[This episode left no hope.]
→ It felt like even the last shred of the academy’s vibe was crushed.
→ Even after beating the boss, it just left you feeling hollow.
An episode filled only with scars.
All that remained after the calamity were the ripped-out roots of budding lives.
It was like wandering through a nightmare for the entire episode.
[Forum: General Board]
[Title: Why the Death Dragon Episode Stood Out So Much]
I think the deaths of the faculty were the biggest factor.
At the start, they were such dependable allies.
They helped you out of trouble, gave advice on abilities, and built aningful bonds.
And then those pillars of support were rcilessly slaughtered.
It was impossible for the protagonist or players not to break down.
All the allies you relied on were wiped out.
On the other hand,
that desperation was also morable.
It felt like the fate of the world truly rested on the protagonist’s shoulders now.
The struggle in the midst of despair really stuck with .
[Final Thoughts]
[No matter what, it was a well-crafted episode.]
→ Personally, I liked it.
→ For fans of tragic, harrowing stories, it’s a masterpiece.
[The Death Dragon was absurdly strong for a mid-ga boss.]
→ The faculty barely managed to defeat it with their last strength. If they’d failed, entire nations might’ve been wiped out.
→ Seriously, this was Galimar Academy, where the continent’s elites gathered, and it still ended like that.
[Only about 30% of the faculty survived, and that was shocking.]
→ If it had appeared in a regular region instead of the academy, the death toll would’ve easily hit 100,000.
→ The professors were insanely competent, though.
→ Honestly, the fact that student casualties stayed under 100 was a miracle.
→ There’s a reason the professors are so respected.
Calamity or Death.
I was now face to face with the creature embodying all those words.
Looking up, its colossal form filled my vision.
"..."
Its sheer size was overwhelming.
At least 50 ters tall, with wings that covered the entirety of the ruined temple and a tail that swung with a crushing force.
It stood before like a living apartnt complex.
Its body was mangled, with blood and flesh dripping from it, an abhorrent sight that struck at the very core of fear.
Even the ever-composed fox and princess were frozen in place.
I clicked my tongue softly.
"The worst-case scenario I anticipated."
Its eyes t mine.
Bloodshot reptilian pupils stared at , and an indescribable chill ran down my spine.
The killing intent spreading throughout the underground seed to seize the entire area.
Rationality was eroded in real ti.
It had been a long ti since I’d felt an aura this dense.
I gathered shadows at my fingertips.
"A dragon."
A creature inherently classified as transcendent.
This one had its corpse cursed and infused with death itself.
It was no longer a living being but a monster consud by the desire for slaughter.
Calling it a chira didn’t do justice to its uniqueness.
A power that defied natural laws.
A phenonon that could rival the [Stars].
I frowned and muttered.
"First, we need to resolve this."
The plan had already gone off track.
If I didn’t stop it here and now, the tragedy of the original story could repeat itself.
I turned to the girls.
"Are you two okay?"
The girls finally snapped out of their daze.
They seed shaken, clearly overwheld by the suffocating killing intent.
They wiped cold sweat from their brows and nodded, but their legs were trembling as if they might give out at any mont.
It was evident that, as girls whose growth was still incomplete, this was too much for them to handle.
But they were admirable.
"They endured it."
Their eyes were still alive.
Despite the temptation to run, the fear eroding their rationality, and the fainting spells tugging at their consciousness—
they stood their ground.
Each tightly gripped their sword.
It was instinct.
They knew that allowing such a monster to reach the surface would lead only to horrifying catastrophe.
That’s why the fox and the princess couldn’t back away.
A kind of stubborn resolve.
“I’m fine. I just felt a little sick for a mont.”
“Yes. I won’t run.”
It was their altruistic nature.
The goodness within them overca their fear.
Their determined gazes fixed on .
“Because we trust you.”
“We want to help you, Yuda.”
The fruits of their bond.
Their black and blue eyes were filled with unwavering determination.
Perhaps it was proof of the trust we’d built.
Even as they stood at the boundary of life and death, they believed without doubt.
That I would resolve this.
“Ha.”
A quiet laugh escaped .
I couldn’t let such expectations go unanswered.
I unleashed my output.
Shadows swirled around as I declared,
“Then… let’s begin.”
I took a step forward.
It was ti to vanquish death itself.
***
Ti was not on our side.
If we faltered for even a mont, the calamity would reach the surface.
We needed to buy ti until I could deliver the decisive blow.
The crimson and platinum-haired girls gripped their swords.
They took steps toward the death looming before them.
And death, from afar, stared back.
“It’s coming!”
A shout ca from behind .
A breath filled with blood and gore rained down from above.
Charlotte stepped forward and activated her domain.
Steel vines wrapped around the area, forming a barrier that shielded us from the dragon’s breath.
The clash of imnse power caused explosive sounds to echo through the space.
The remnants of the impact were heavy.
BOOM!
“Hold it steady!”
A red blur darted forward past the struggling princess.
It was the fox, now enveloped in flas.
The surrounding air crackled with heat.
Irene shot forward like a bullet, her fla-coated sword slicing through the darkness.
The compressed blade of fire cleaved through the dragon’s black scales.
An explosion followed.
BOOM!
For a mont, the dragon’s balance faltered.
Its breath veered off course.
Barely avoiding disaster, the fox and princess prepared for their next move.
Despite the danger, the two seed to synchronize well, likely a result of their combat experience.
They exchanged signals.
“Just like that. Keep it up.”
“Easy for you to say...! These flas have their limits, you know?”
“If you can’t, we die here.”
“...Damn it.”
The fox reignited her flas.
The battle wasn’t going badly.
They were fulfilling their roles effectively.
Their plan was simple and clear.
Charlotte and Irene would hold off the dragon, buying ti for the snake to prepare the final strike.
It was a strategy similar to what we used to defeat the [Conductor]’s creation before.
The girls gave it their all, focusing solely on drawing the dragon’s attention.
ROAR!
A scream that felt like it would rip apart your ears.
The dragon, as if enraged, beca increasingly violent, turning the underground into a living hell.
The air reeked of rotting flesh.
And yet.
“Sword.”
The girls continued their coordination.
“Bloom.”
Charlotte expanded her domain once more.
The steel garden she cultivated spread across the area, forming a protective barrier around us.
It was just enough to defend against the dragon’s occasional breath attacks.
At the sa ti—
Crunch!
Thick vines snaked around the dragon, binding its wings and legs.
Though they were torn apart by its thrashing, the vines regenerated endlessly, their sharp edges piercing and slicing its skin.
Of course, most were shattered against its hardened scales.
But it was enough.
“Hah… hah…”
Charlotte began to bleed from her nose, likely from overexertion.
Yet, she didn’t even think to wipe it away, pouring all her focus into maintaining her domain.
She was holding the dragon at bay, if only for a few monts.
anwhile—
“Ugh...!”
The fox clashed directly with the calamity.
Her speed, the only advantage she had, allowed her to swing her sword with precision.
The crimson flas, honed through rigorous training, seed to land searing blows on the dragon.
Her use of abilities had grown far more versatile than before.
Shhhaa!
She unleashed a sudden burst of smoke to obscure its vision.
She created walls of fla as shields.
Even from a distance, she sent waves of heated sword energy at the beast.
All her efforts were aid at keeping the dragon’s attention away from the snake and the princess.
The fox shone brilliantly.
“This way!”
BOOM!
Her flas struck the dragon’s face.
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