Gradur, the majestic purple dragon, descended gracefully, placing me and Ava at the foot of a towering mountain. Its peaks pierced the sky, a jagged crown of stone and snow. My gaze traveled up the imposing slopes, noting the sheer cliffs and the treacherous paths that wound like serpents through the greenery.
It looks like hell to climb this mountain, I'm already starting to regret coming.
"It looks challenging," I said, my voice tinged with both admiration of the mountain's grandeur and a hint of concern for the climb ahead.
Ava's enthusiasm was palpable as she watched Gradur take flight, disappearing into the horizon. "It's exhilarating," she replied, her eyes alight with the thrill of the ascent. "I climb this mountain almost every week. It's my sanctuary, a place where I can be free."
I turned to Ava, my earlier apprehension giving way to curiosity. "And you've never brought anyone else here before?"
