A link between eras.

I am posting my unfinished story in this thread. It describes the events of the revival. SO, here is the beginning:
Annihilation. The first chronicle from the cycle of revival.

Part one – The Trial.

Chapter I Braccada

Mountains, everywhere, wherever you look – mountains. Cliffs covered with sparse shrubs loom over narrow ravines, along which a small column moves. The sun beats down mercilessly, and it becomes increasingly difficult to walk. It is hard to breathe, but the people do not slow down for a moment. Well, they are not even people – by the radiance surrounding them, they are easily recognized as mages. Only the correct use of water magic allows them to maintain their strength and morale.
- Lord, a lair of azure dragons must be somewhere nearby, – reported the commander of the forward detachment of scouts. – Just a little more, and we will surround them.
- Hurry up, Kilgor must also be somewhere nearby. This barbarian has a knack for dragons, – said the young mage named Dragon, who was called the lord. – We must get ahead of him, this is our last chance to win.
And now the dragon's lair could already be seen. Fortunately, there are only three of them, which means that in the event of a victory over them, Dragon will overtake Kilgor in the number of trophies. And this is a victory in the competition and the acquisition of the title of the best dragon hunter of Enroth. Dragon can become the youngest holder of this title in the entire history of the competition – he is only twenty-three. And yet, he is already called the lord. He personally trained young mages and made them wizards – the elite of Braccada. For the wizards, he was both a friend, a leader, and a teacher. And all this despite his young age. This gift – to train young men into great warriors – Dragon inherited from his mother. From her, he also received this name. From childhood, his mother prepared him for victory in the dragon hunter tournament. And now, two years before the start of the big competition, Dragon decided to challenge the great king of barbarians – Kilgor, who had recently seized the throne. Dragon proposed the terms – for one month in the mountain region on the border of Crulod and Braccada, they would search for and kill dragons. Dragon was confident in victory and believed that this would be just a general rehearsal before the big tournament. But Kilgor thought differently, and now, two days before the end of the term, he is ahead of Dragon by one trophy – six against five. Now Dragon has a chance to win.
The wizards under his leadership slowly and quietly surrounded the lair of the azure dragons. But suddenly, the silence was broken by a thunderous roar. Dragon turned pale – he recognized the roar of battle beasts – Kilgor's loyal servants. A moment later, he saw them. Kilgor himself rushed ahead of his warriors, wielding a huge two-handed axe. The dragons, hearing the noise, crawled out of their cave and tried to rush at the barbarians. But it was too late – the perfectly trained beasts surrounded the dragons and began to tear them apart. In a moment, it was all over. Dragon's last chance disappeared. Dejected, he descended from the cliff and approached Kilgor, standing surrounded by his loyal servants.
- Milk-drinker, now you understand what it means to compete with me? No one among the living can compare with the great Kilgor! Are you satisfied?
- You are rejoicing too soon, barbarian! I will still take revenge!
- What can you do? Your subordinate wizards will never compare with my loyal beasts! Be glad that I am letting you live, not many can boast of such an honor. And now – get out of here, and don't throw down challenges anymore.