The concept of naming was exclusive, carrying both advantages and disadvantages. Humans were never meant to be capable of naming dragons.
Yet, this human whom she had thought never would be able to–had somehow managed to name her.
"You caused this..."
"You gave me no other choice. But look to the bright side, now you possess a name," a silky, soft voice emerged from behind her. She knelt there with Raith's head resting on her lap.
The dragon lady, Slyvia, sat cross-legged, hands folded. Trying to make sense of what had just transpired between a few hours ago. She was actually named by a human.
Remarkably, nothing about her had changed. Unlike other creatures named by humans, who often transformed according to their namer's power, she remained the same.
This absence of transformation indicated Raith's exceptional strength. It meant he was far superior to her when it came to his mana. She glanced back at him skeptically.
"No way..."
