On his back stood Lia, who caressed his hard scales, marveling at how hot and rough it was. 'A dragon!' Arne's eyes shone with glee.
Once he got an undead dragon, no one could stop his agenda of corrupting the Eastern continent. As a chosen one with the great mission of starting a horde on this untouched continent, Arne wanted to fulfill his lord's wishes and an undead dragon would be the start of his journey to spread the will of his lord on the eastern continent.
"Kill him!" He roared and hundreds of flying beasts flew into the sky, heading for Cristian, who was much bigger than them. Inhaling deeply, his heart glowed, and then the purple vein-like cracks from his heart to his neck also shone before flames erupted from his mouth, packed with savage chompers.
