As we stood there, frozen in uncertainty, the frost dragon's gaze suddenly snapped back into focus. Its eyes cleared, and it regarded us with a piercing intensity that made my heart skip a beat.
Lumi, however, seemed unaffected by the dragon's sudden change in demeanour. She took a step forward, her voice gentle and soothing. "Noble dragon, I sense that you are troubled and your spirit is disturbed. What is it that ails you?"
The dragon's gaze flickered to Lumi for a moment. It regarded her for a long, silent moment as if sizing her up. And then, in a voice that was like thunder, it spoke.
"I am cursed," it said. "A dark sorcery has taken hold of my mind and heart. I am no longer in control of my actions."
