Thick smoke rushed in, its suffocating odor filling the hall, and Jennies lifted her head, her pupils suddenly dilating.
Her lips parted slightly, murmuring, "That is... the Ashen Emperor."
The smoke gradually cleared, revealing a massive figure at the end of the steps, atop the towering steel throne.
There lay an enormous Red Dragon, lounging comfortably.
By Bahamut!
What a giant dragon it was!
Jennies had never seen such a Red Dragon, its size surpassing even the grand Ancient Gold Dragon of her memories.
Smoke intermittently puffed from between its scales, its vast dragon's body resembling a rolling volcano, seemingly ready to erupt with scalding lava at any moment.
And that Dragon's Might was even more terrifying, causing the well-traveled Jennies to stand transfixed in place, trembling deep within her soul.
An Ancient Red Dragon!
No, it was more than just an Ancient Dragon!
