Not long after, the ogres returned to the broken bones Tribe.
Garen stood at the edge of the dragon's lair, his gaze looking towards the huge mountain range in the South that was as long as a Dragon's spine.
Due to the frequent appearance of humans recently, as well as the involvement of high-level Wizards and adult silver dragons, he was a little uneasy.
The people that the ogres had caught this time were dressed like Scouts.
After much thought, garen finally decided to head south personally to investigate the situation.
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Under the sky of the ice plains of the extreme north, a huge Dragon that was twelve meters long was galloping at an altitude of a thousand meters. A faint cloud of mist wrapped around his body, and he looked like a cloud from the ground.
Garen cautiously used his spell-like ability, Cloud Mist, to hide his body in the clouds.
