The Gloomy Dreamland had expanded, of which Russell was very certain.
He had noticed that tree before; indeed, only a small portion had been enveloped by the Gloomy Dreamland, but now, a large portion of the tree was wrapped within it.
"It's certain, all these changes happened after the Little Dream Dragon gobbled up the Ice Pellet Pearls!" he rode the Little Dream Dragon, grinning from ear to ear, "Ice Cream, just you wait, I'll feed you gold coins every day in the future!"
"Ga?" The Little Dream Dragon tilted its head.
Seeming to understand something, it nodded repeatedly: "Ga, ga, ga, ga!"
"Ga ga!" Russell mimicked the Little Dream Dragon, shouting a couple of times.
Ice Pellet Pearls were indeed valuable, but raising a Little Dream Dragon and expanding the Gloomy Dreamland simply couldn't be measured with money.
Because.
Russell was increasingly convinced that the Little Dream Dragon might truly be a Great Dragon.
