"Monsters that big shouldn't be able to get into the city,"
"How did it even make it this far?"
A woman gasped, pointing. "It's not just any creature… it's a dragon!"
Then, cutting through the noise, a panicked voice rang out.
"Look closely! Someone's standing on its head!"
The female reporter's instincts kicked in, and she turned urgently to her cameraman. "Zoom in! Quickly!"
As the camera focused, the sight became clear: a man with dark, windswept hair stood calmly atop the massive dragon's head as it tore through the sky, his black tie and hair fluttering wildly in the wind.
His yellow eyes gleamed like molten gold against the night, matching the almost unsettling glow of the dragon's blood-red eyes. The entire scene gave off a chilling, powerful aura, and for a moment, no one dared to breathe.
"It… it's him," whispered a reporter, her voice barely audible. "That's Alister!"
