What should I do now, I was facing another Dragon King one of the youngest ones from what I heard.
Today I wanted to take care of the cocoon, but Arash had other plans for me, according to him I needed to learn a lesson as a Dragon.
I didn't know what he wanted at first, but soon a man with golden hair and eyes appeared in front of me entering the Castle of Dragons through the window.
He wore simple clothes, but his charisma and good looks were incredible like that of a celebrity, he entered with speed and landed with grace.
His skin was white and delicate, his body didn't look very muscular, and nothing about his presence, demeanor, or appearance indicated him to be a fighter.
But I knew better than that, there are no Dragons that don't fight, the Dragon race are symbols of power for a reason, their entire race is built for completeness, and each Dragon is worth an army.
