The mountains are turning against them. Each passing season brings harsher winds, thinner prey, and a cold that bites deeper than memory. Astraea has led her colony through countless trials, but even she can no longer deny the truth: the mountains they once called sanctuary are becoming a grave.

When a long‑awaited sign from the ancestors finally arrives, it carries a single, undeniable command-leave.

Astraea's heart breaks at the thought of abandoning the peaks that shaped them, yet she cannot force her dragons to stay and die. With a heavy spirit, she appoints Ylbed to lead the exodus south, guiding a small colony toward greener skies while she and many others remain behind.

But as the fight divides, so do their hearts and their ideals. Old wounds reopen. Loyalties fracture. And in the shadow of the Migration, the ugliest truths begin to surface-threatening to tear the colony apart long before the journey even begins.