The wyrm was a staggering 30m long. Its scales were a dark, mossy green. It had a long mouth, overfilled with large black razor-sharp fangs.
It had two arms about 5m from its head. The arms were bulging with muscles, and its hands had long black sharp claws nearly half a meter long.
It continued to flail around the mountainside, destroying the rocky landscape in frustration at losing against the human. Marcus felt awkward as he rubbed the back of his neck, watching the temper tantrum being thrown by the lesser dragon.
"Um... I'm gonna go now!" Marcus said as he turned around, noticing that RyuK was standing still. His eyes were pure white, and his iris had disappeared.
"Hey! RyuK, are you okay?" Marcus asked, stepping toward him and placing his hand on the lizardman's shoulder, but no response came; rather, a burst of cackling laughter came from behind him.
