"Yeah, I think so too," the other Liches cheered, and the Lich Council quickly passed a new resolution, moving to Black Dragon City.
Amidst the cheers, the desperate Morca fainted with a thud, his forehead hitting the table, and he was motionless.
"Wow! He fainted again! Quick, quick, quick! Rescue him!"
"Let me—! Try my new medicine! It will surely work this time!"
...
Just as Morca felt worse than death and each day was as long as a year, Gray and Cedric V were still at a stalemate.
The north wind blew softly.
In March, Black Dragon City was still very cold, and it would occasionally snow and rain, making it damp. The entire world seemed to be wrapped in a chilling cold air. Of course, this was almost imperceptible to the Undead Knights of the Silver Moon Knight Order and the thick-skinned dwarves. As for Jones, Dora, and Andrew, they were left at Church Court Mountain.
