The moon hung high in the sky, casting its silver glow over the vast wilderness of The Grove, a sacred forest that had always been a proving ground for Pyris Obsidian. The trees stretched tall and wide, their ancient roots winding deep into the earth, the foliage thick with mystical energy.
The air buzzed with the presence of powerful beasts, their shadows lurking between the massive trunks.
This was not the first time Pyris had ventured into the Grove. But tonight, it felt different. He had broken the shackles that had held him back, finally embracing the full extent of his power. His Lust Dragon bloodline, his Golden Dragon heritage, and the Goddess's blessings now existed in harmony within him, fueling his strength.
His aura radiated with divine energy, pulsating as he walked deeper into the heart of the Grove.
