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Location- Unknown, Blood Rule Source
The Elder Anesthesia Dragon, even in despair, appeared as majestic and powerful as ever. With its brows frowned it fiddled with the mysterious monster orb it took from Wyatt's hands. With its long experience and acute perception, the dragon discerned the orb's true nature with a mere glance: a tool used to ensnare and contain monsters. Within the orb's depths, it glimpsed a few weak and peculiar creatures, imprisoned within its transparent confines.
As a ruler-class Dragon, the Elder Anesthesia Dragon possessed an indomitable pride that forbade it from submitting to anyone, regardless of who they were, let alone to the whims of such an insignificant item. To even consider entering the orb would be an affront to its regal stature.
