
Victory and sorrow.
The rupture of one of its horns made the dragon magic unstable, and the wound was too heavy for the young Dragon's body. The dragon fell right on the side of the red dragon. I heard Glora's laughter echoing across every corner of this Dimension.
"Wahaha! No more protecting you little devil! Your death is in sight!"
"You can't hurt my son!" Dad showed up with a frown. My father is seora...