Back in the white realm, a woman with blue hair and white attire walked up toward the woman who possessed the book. She bowed, but maintained a resolute and determined expression, expressing reverence as well as a disciplined and calculating nature.
"Lady Autrice, I wanted to inform you that-"
"They've exterminated all of the dragons that have habitation on Dragon's Nest and are on their way downward to Muspelheim," She interrupted. The lady with blue hair was startled.
"Did you forget that I already knew this to be the case, just like I know you want to 'eradicate them, and grind them like dust beneath your heel'? Your exact thoughts that you were about to utter before I so rudely interrupted you. My apologies," Lady Autrice continued, "But you have my permission to gauge their strength and give them what they're looking for..."
"Yes, Lady Autrice..." The blue haired woman said, rising and leaving the room. Lady Autrice smiled slightly, crossing her legs with her book in her lap.
Appearing on a mountain top, the lady with blue hair sat down on a throne made of ice of her own creation. Giving a light snap of her fingers, legions of entities made out of ice emerged on the level beneath Dragon's Nest.
"This should give them a show..." She said.
The battle lasted for thirty days due to the sheer number of dragons that they had to battle against, all of which were more powerful and durable than the young dragons that had pursued them earlier. However, this bout was not a long time to the dream world outside of it due to the realm's different flow of time. They looked onward toward the slaughtered dragons.
"Victory is ours!" Yamato exclaimed, fist raised high.
"There's got to be a way to fix this when we're done right?" Zonolo said, "Didn't think I'd bring about mass extinction, but here I am, doing all sorts of stuff I never thought I'd do..."
"If you're concerned, I can reverse the flow of time to before we were here...." Mira said, "It'll be like the dragons never even knew we existed."
"Alright, sounds good..." The Dreamer replied.
"Now, down to the next layer, I'm assuming?" Boros asked, electric energy emanating from his body.
"That's what the blue man said," Zonolo answered, "Any recommended route?"
"No, a simple descent will suffice."
Zonolo nodded, leading the way down this time. As they descended, the temperature dropped, and they noticed how all of the mountain ranges connected together. When they landed, they noticed a face and the cave by the mountain they were closest to.
"What is that?" Zonolo and Boros asked, looking toward it.
"That is a frost giant..." Mira explained, "When one dies, they're buried in icy terrain. If I were to guess, I'd say the heat of Muspelheim is slowly melting the glaciers of Svarturís away..."
"I thought they looked familiar," Yamato said, "I've battled countless numbers of them alongside Valdagyðja back when-"
The sound of a marching army could faintly be heard. However, with each passing second, it grew louder and louder... Suddenly, the group was surrounded by a plethora of soldiers, all of which appeared to be made out of ice. Mira raised a brow, unsure of what the entities are. He had gone through countless iterations of the possibilities of their training here, yet he had never seen these entities before...
"This is new! The souls of the fallen frost giants seeking vengeance, perhaps?" Yamato asked.
"I don't think that's it. Mira, what are these things?" Zonolo asked.
"I have no clue..." Mira said, "This is my first time seeing or encountering whatever these things are..."
"Well then, until we figure out what they are... I propose using them to train..." Boros said, "Those dragons were just a warm up for me..."
"You're speaking my language!" Yamato said, gripping her kanabo as red and black lightning surged through it. The moment Yamato got into an offensive stance, the soldiers readied their weapons, all functioning perfectly in unison as they readied themselves for battle.
