(After the Peace of the Inner Ring) Long after Milo the Enlightened Dragon stepped sideways through possibility… Long after he and Void — The Blue-Eyed Demon reached their quiet equilibrium… There was Ivy. He had watched them. A dragon who opened his third eye. A demon who chose balance over domination. They stood as equals. And Ivy wanted that. The Law Within Him Ivy was small. Offensively small. A fairy no bigger than the tip of Milo’s claw, with gold horns and black-green

The Enchanted Forest In the innermost ring of the forest, past the whispering oaks and beyond the spiral thorns, lies Milo’s domain. This place is not a cave. It is a floating ruin made of crystal stone and tangled roots. It hovers a few feet above the forest floor, as if gravity is optional. Milo is not the largest dragon. He is not the most terrifying. Once, he got distracted mid-flight by a butterfly and crash-landed into a pond. But Milo is enlightened. Enlightenment, as