After a long while following Song Jian's departure from Black Dragon Albatleon's nest, the Black Dragon egg that had already turned into rock cracks with a round of shattering sounds. Finally, it becomes a pile of stone fragments scattered on the solidified lava;
A hatchling, the size of a palm and in earthy grey colour, clumsily crawled out. With a sturdy body, the hatchling spread its two flesh wings that were as long as an arm, looking much like a huge bat;
This grey hatchling, covered in grey scales, had a pair of eyes like two dull stones, stumbling on the lava field. Having stood for a short while, it fell again, its limbs struggled against the rock ceaselessly with sharp claws that left trails and trenches;
Wha~
A roar echoed as the earth elements swiftly gathered in the mouth of the little dragon, and a stone spike over a foot long abruptly appeared, shooting towards the front, and blasted a giant hole at the rim of the bowl-shaped nest;
