Petne flew high in the air and looked at the humanoid werewolf that was bearing its sharp long teeth at him.
"Dragon Form!"
From where he stood a golden light filled the space making it impossible for one to see what was beyond the light, they could only wait.
The light was big enough to attract the attention of every being in the artificial realm since he was high in the sky.
ROOOOAAAARRRRRR!
A high-pitched heavy roar escaped from within the light, a big golden dragon soared through the skies at a high speed you would barely follow.
It was one hundred and fifty meters long from its nose to the end of its tail, with a wingspan of one hundred meters.
The western dragon was golden-scaled at its back, save for the two spikes that ran on its back. The scales on its abdomen were golden but its brilliance was different from that of the golden scales on its back.
