In the blink of an eye, the silver Dragon appeared on the dome of the fortress, standing in the howling wind.
A total of three white figures slowly approached.
Before Luna could bring the two human children over, a few of the Dragon cubs had received news from the White Dragon Maiden and had come over to hunt.
Garen looked over.
Hill, Tom, Charles, these Little Dragon whelps were only three meters long. Their body size was not as big as garen's winter Wolves, and their combat power was far inferior. Even three little Dragon whelps together could not defeat a mature Winter Wolf.
When garen saw them, the three little Dragons also noticed garen.
Standing on top of the ice Fortress, his tall and majestic body was like a small mountain. He was far more attractive than the White Dragon Maiden. Just his body size alone exuded a vast pressure that made the three little Dragons almost forget to breathe.
