In front of the chariot door, four warriors donning magic armor stood, the close attendants of King Gomot of the White Scale, a Frost Giant.
The elongated dragon body of King Gomot of the White Scale coiled within the chariot, its head lazily resting on its paws, occasionally licking the scales on its paws like those big cats.
This made the scales on Gomot's forepaws appear even more magical and glistening compared to the rest of its body.
The expression on Gomot's cheek looked extremely bored, for whether in its eyes or the eyes of other dragons in the Gogomola Dragon Group, dragons are born to soar through the skies above and the lands below using their wings.
However, the entire empire regards the invitation for the visit as very important, believing that the outing of the empire's Dragon King should not lose its momentum and should carry majesty.
This was what persuaded these dragons who love to travel the skies with their wings.
