Yaya, in front of all the Gray Dwarves, casually swallowed a whole roast sheep.
She chewed briefly, letting the sound of crunching bones echo in the ears of every Gray Dwarf.
At the moment, neither food nor the scent of wine could attract the Gray Dwarves.
Facing Yaya, who had not displayed her Dragon's Might or aura, they struggled to hide their fear.
The reason was that their original castle had been breached by a powerful Black Dragon.
The mere presence of Yaya had effortlessly stripped them of all their courage.
Yaya, appearing in front of them, couldn't be bothered with these Dwarves, as she delighted in another roast sheep before nimbly soaring away.
It was time to find some Trolls to aid her digestion after lunch!
What was once a plentiful feast, the Gray Dwarves could only manage to eat to half-full.
That's because they were all recalling the sight of Yaya swallowing a sheep larger than themselves in one gulp.
