"But if Your Majesty Kreska is merely here to enjoy a performance, I invite you to move into my empire, to the royal city. Although my territory is still simple now, the gladiatorial arena within it will surely present many splendid shows for you."
Magic Dragon God Kreska shook her head, pacing around the enormous body of the Ancestral Red Dragon, as if observing closely. Her puzzled voice came from behind the Red Dragon.
"Tsk tsk, if I hadn't seen your body and talked to you face to face, I would have thought I was dealing with a cunning person, not a straightforward dragon,"
"Relax a bit, young dragon, there's no need to keep your scales so tense, I harbor no ill will towards you,"
Magic Dragon God Kreska halted beside the Ancestral Red Dragon, extended her slender, white right hand, and called softly, "Lower your head, you cunning dragon cub, inviting me to your territory, did you think I wouldn't know,"
