The white python coiled inwards as nausea overcame it, as if poisoned by the huge claw that had just gashed its neck.
It strained to raise its head to look at the flame dragon in fear. It had watched its fair share of video recordings on the flame dragon, and was quite familiar with the flame dragon's appearance and aura.
However, now that it was face-to-face with the actual thing, it finally understood why its blood and memories, as well as that fierce rat demon, had told it that the Celestial Dragon Form really was the bane of all monsters and demons.
An unexplained fear settled deep in its bones; it felt like it was a newborn chick in the face of a poisonous snake.
The rat demon, capable of killing it within seconds, was itself incapable of facing the flame dragon. Right after being located, it was torn to pieces and killed.
