"Summon Lavathore, System."
In a swirl of light and sparks, a small figure materialized before him. Instead of the towering, fearsome dragon he remembered, there was a tiny girl, perhaps no older than five, with bright, mischievous eyes and a puff of black hair cascading down her back.
The little girl looked up at him, grinning with a mischievous sparkle that matched the glint of her red dragon-like irises.
"Lavathore?" Valac asked, surprised.
"Dad!"
"Huh? Who are you calling dad, kid?" Valac stared down at the little girl, his mind spinning.
Lavathore who was once a cute small baby dragon, flying in circles around his head. Now... she barely came up to his knee, dressed in a fluffy red frock that looked about two sizes too big for her tiny frame.
This girl… Lavathore?
Lav blinked up at him with wide, crimson eyes. She hugged her small arms around herself, her cheeks going a bit pink as she looked away, fidgeting.
