The Golden Flood Dragon slowly raised its head, its piercing golden eyes locking onto mine. It stared deeply, as though trying to peer into my very soul.
I didn't resist. If it were to serve me, then I would allow it to read my mind completely. Trust is the first step to building a lasting relationship.
"Now," I began, my voice firm and commanding, "you haven't explained one thing to me. Just who are you, and why do you speak as if you existed before the system?"
I demanded answers. Now that it was under my control, it had no way of resisting me.
Hrrrrhhh...
The dragon let out a deep sigh, its rumbling voice resonating through the air. It stretched its massive body lazily, its golden scales glinting faintly in the light, before turning its gaze to the sky. For a moment, it looked lost in thought, as if reminiscing about a time long past.
