Ming Yue looked towards the stairs and quickly ran off to another corner of the room. Her eyes never left the stairs, watching them very closely.
"Did that one move wake it?" she thought.
Glued onto those stairs, she heard the sound of swords gently hitting each other as a shadow loomed over the stairs. It was very quiet but she could hear the dragon growling, a grating sound enough to make anyone shudder.
The shadow darkened as the dragon floated down the stairs, peering into the second floor.
Ming Yue now knew what it was like when awake. And truly, it was terrifying.
"Its eyes... they're not natural at all."
Of course, for a dragon made of swords, it was obvious, but there was more to it than that. Its eyes truly didn't match its appearance, pure black, and even left a faint trail of darkness as the dragon turned around.
