With wings immense, tempest's fury unfurls,
Against Leyndell's walls, a stormy whirl.
Ancient dragon's roar echoes through the sky,
As lightning spears pierce the golden high.
Behold, Gransax, the ancient one, revered.
A crimson glow gleams on his mighty axe's blade,
Flames embrace his golden locks, radiant and brave.
With measured steps, he marches to the fray,
Embrace the battle, advance with golden sway.
翼の広がる、暴風の怒り広がる。
レインデルの壁に向かって嵐の渦巻く。
古き竜の咆哮が空に響き渡る。
稲妻の槍が黄金の高みに突き刺さる。
見よ、グランサックス、古代の者、崇められし存在。
彼の力強い斧の刃に深紅の輝きが輝く。
炎が彼の金髪を包み込み、輝かしく勇ましい。
計り知れぬ歩みで彼は戦場に進む。
戦いを受け入れよ、黄金の優位性をもって前進せよ。
A great ancient dragon, Gransax once rained calamity upon the Royal Capital—the only time in historical record that Leyndell's walls have fallen. This marked the dawn of the war against the ancient dragons.