It was like the mixture of golden and brown liquid softened in a blacksmith's forge, dripping and flowing into the seawater.
"Such a laughable dragon, the price of arrogance is death," the female Golden Dragon Naloya used the power of magic to bind the body of the Ancestral Golden Dragon Erikson within her embrace.
The Ancestral Golden Dragon Erikson, wounded internally by the Shadow Dragon, wasn't gravely injured, but the intense humiliation rendered this Golden Dragon's spirit nearly lifeless, with none of its former majesty remaining.
Even the loss of his dragon horns, the most important aesthetic for a male dragon, couldn't stir any reaction from him.
"Wake up, pull yourself together, Erikson, that arrogant dragon has been defeated, your revenge has been taken," the female Golden Dragon Naloya showed compassion on her face, glaring hatefully at that massive passage several times.
