When Canna saw Tonitrum, the ancient dragon was laughing, its thunderous chuckles echoing through the vast chamber. Tonitrum's laughter was not the warm, friendly kind; it was the sound of amusement at someone else's expense, a rumbling noise that shook the very air around them.
Canna stepped closer, trying to maintain his composure, but he knew this was going to be rough. Tonitrum's piercing eyes were already locked onto him, glowing faintly with mana that radiated an aura of power and menace.
"You really are an interesting one," Tonitrum said, his voice thick with mana, resonating like distant thunder. "I warned you not to let that dragon step out of your domain, yet you chose to do so. Lucky for you, I was in a good mood and had already set up a barrier—just enough to keep any nosy gods from peeking in." Tonitrum paused, his lips curling into a wide, toothy grin before he erupted into another fit of laughter. "You idiot! You realize your mistake now, don't you?"
