"Elizabeth. Are you sure you want to challenge Fox and battle it out to be the new Frost Dragon tribe chief?"
In the majestic hall made of ice and frost, Douglas looked down at Elizabeth, who was standing in the middle of the hall as he asked the question in a deep voice.
Fox was standing near Elizabeth. There was excitement in his eyes.
The great elders of the Frost Dragon tribe were all present, and all was silent in the majestic hall.
All the giant dragons had their gazes at Elizabeth. They were each wearing different expressions, mostly those of shock.
Elizabeth was the strongest among the younger generation of the Frost Dragon tribe. She had just stepped into adulthood, but was already a 7th-tier giant dragon, which was no worse than Rankster back in the day. She was thought of as the best choice for the next Frost Dragon tribe chief.
