"Sounds good! But... but isn't there something more plain, more understated? I mean, I don't want anything to do with The God of Sacrifice, neither her original form nor what she looks like now. One is too terrifying, and the other is just too cute!"
The Armored Mother Dragon was almost lying on the ground, flapping its claws on the ground: "Why do dragons nowadays dislike the authentic style of armor? Iron jaw, steel wings, laser attacks, and some rusty patterns thrown on it for good measure. A single glance tells you it's the armor of a seasoned warrior. Isn't that the coolest?"
"Going into battle wearing armor in the cute style of The God of Sacrifice! Don't you know that dragon romance has sprung up in every world? Even the Ten Braves are crossing species to woo dragons. And the Toad God is going so far as to get it on with dragons, completely disregarding gender! And here you are still selling that kind of stuff!"
