Seeing 300 dragons gathered is something scary, actually, big beasts with one black colour. Like seeing a collection of dark clouds in the distance. Black dragons that don't even die if the rider dies. They can only be killed or die if the Queen dies. The sky seemed to be wiping at the far east, announcing their arrival.
'Those dragons all have the same aura as we saw in Launum.' Flee spoke in my mind.
'They intend to rule the entire continent.'
'Dragons are protectors, not rulers. Only the Dragon of the Devil who for thousands of years tried time and time again intends to rule our world. It can't be left.' Flee spread its wings as a sign that it was ready to fly. And miraculously, another group of dragons followed Flee and opened his wings, ready to fly. She is indeed the Dragon Queen.
"Now Elena!" Carlos gave the command.
