A chorus of voices rose from the villagers, their voices firm and resolute. "We understand, great dragon," they declared in unison. "We will not disappoint you."
The dragon nodded, a flicker of satisfaction in its eyes. "Then so be it," it declared, its voice booming across the valley. "From this day forth, I shall be the protector of your village. But remember, my patience is not infinite. Do not test it."
With a powerful flap of its wings, the dragon took to the sky, its massive form casting a shadow over the land. The villagers watched in awe as it circled the mountain, its roar echoing through the peaks. Then, it disappeared into the clouds, leaving behind a sense of both relief and wonder.
Dakrea stood among the cheering villagers.
Well, it's getting interesting now... he thought.
"Y-Young man..." Elder Atkiz called out.
Dakrea looked at her and tilted his head, "Yes?"
