As Ron entered the confines of his cave, a familiar sight greeted him: Drakoros, his loyal companion, had undergone a subtle growth spurt once again. Despite Ron's efforts to satiate the creature with a variety of monsters, it seemed to make no difference—Drakoros continued its rapid development. Yet, Ron knew he had to keep feeding Drakoros; neglecting it would lead to the dire consequence of starvation.
Amidst this feeding routine, Ron's mind drifted to the crystals procured from a formidable beast months ago. However, locating these precious stones posed a challenge; their whereabouts remained a mystery. After a painstaking half-hour quest, Ron finally laid eyes on the crystals, with three pieces still in his possession. Selecting one, he offered it to Drakoros, anticipating a substantial transformation. Disappointingly, nothing changed despite the passing minutes. Hours elapsed, yet Drakoros remained unaltered. Night fell, and Ron speculated whether the crystal's efficacy had waned over its prolonged dormancy.
As sleep beckoned Ron, an unexpected radiance engulfed the entire cave. Swiveling around, Ron witnessed Drakoros glowing vividly, undergoing an astonishing growth spurt. Astonished, Ron beheld the creature's newfound appendages—two diminutive wings—and a shift in its coloration. Ecstatic, Ron reveled in the realization that their long-awaited adventures were on the horizon. The following day would mark the commencement of an odyssey Ron had eagerly awaited for months. Subsequently, the luminance faded, signifying the completion of Drakoros's transformation. Ron's scrutiny of Drakoros unearthed an enigmatic symbol etched upon its head.
Composed of unfamiliar characters, the symbol baffled Ron, although he resolved to decipher its meaning once free from the confines of this monstrous island. Retiring for the night, Ron and Drakoros embraced the anticipation of their impending journey. As Ron plunged into the realm of dreams, he found himself ensnared once more within the recurring vision of flames. An environment ablaze with crimson hues encompassed him entirely.
Aware that these fiery manifestations would drift away from him, Ron fervently pursued one, yet his efforts were in vain. Exhausted, he ceased his pursuit, only to encounter an unprecedented sight—a blue flame, foreign to his prior dreams. Drawing closer, it revealed a spherical stone nestled within its azure core. Abruptly, the flame descended onto Ron's hands, vanishing to reveal the enigmatic stone laden with potent mana. Contemplating briefly, Ron elected to swallow the stone, triggering an excruciating upheaval within. His body convulsed as though bones and muscles were rending apart, but the ordeal mercifully subsided soon after.
Awaking abruptly, Ron found himself amidst the dim shroud of night. A profound weariness enveloped him, compelling an immediate return to slumber, the stone's effects lingering on.