A few hours later, when garen woke up from his nap, the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the Red Dragon who had lost all will to live.
It had been wreaking havoc outside to vent its emotions, and had gradually regained its calm. It was now lying on the edge of the lava pool, and its lifeless face had a thoughtful expression. It would look at garen from time to time, but no one knew what it was thinking.
Seeing garen open his eyes, the Red Dragon raised his head, and then lay down weakly.
In the lava pool, garen turned his neck and flapped his dragon wings gently, causing streams of lava to flow.
"This feels good."
Garen praised the lava pool here, then moved his body and walked out of the lava pool.
There was still some lava on his dragon scales, and as garen walked, it dripped to the ground, causing bright flames to rise.
"Accept the reality."
Garen looked down at the Red Dragon and said in a low voice.
