As a Dragon Roar rang out, heaven and earth turned gray, as if all color had been stripped away, and along with the colors, the movement of every living thing in the surroundings faded.
The Dragon Swarm that had been so ferocious a moment ago was instantly transformed into one vivid statue after another—some frozen on the ground mid‑roar, eyes bulging; some in the sky with wings spread, caught in the act of soaring; some with terror locked in their gaze; and some still puzzled as to why their Eyes of Fear had no effect on that tiny but super good‑looking hairless monkey...
The only trace of color left around this Dragon Swarm was Dorothy herself.
Like this, the entire Dragon Swarm was swept up in one go, just like insects sealed in Amber.
Meanwhile, the sisters who had just hurried over from a hundred miles away were not affected; one after another, they turned their eyes toward that region that had already fallen into black and white.
Time Magic, huh.
