"...Are you sure it's real?" Eden asked again, frowning at the screen.
"Yup," Loir nodded. "I checked and double-checked. It's real, and it was broadcasted just half an hour ago on all the channels they don't have in The Core. I guess our old Dragon grandpa really wanted to be sure he got everyone's attention. ...He looks in shape for someone who's what, just seventy years old? Eighty? How old is he again?"
"No one knows," muttered Eden.
She kept nervously rubbing her finger against her lips, completely absorbed in the screen. The Dragon. Old Man Long was alone on the screen, sitting and addressing right to the camera. He was speaking in Chinese, but they had even put on some subtitles for everyone to understand him.
Eden could feel Dante's arm around her, and he was also tense. Th
