"Are we going to war with the Bloodhoof Clan?"
In the twilight, the eyes of the Red Dragon Samantha seemed to flicker with flames, she asked excitedly.
All Red Dragons are belligerent at heart, she longs to tear open the enemy's chests with her claws, and listen to the desperate wails of the reptiles.
"There can be no hidden dangers before the Dragon Sleep."
The Red Iron Dragon narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "The Bloodhoof Clan poses a threat to us, we can't just leave them be."
"Now Solrog is slumbering in Dragon Valley, I can assist you in commanding the Affiliated Legion." The Red Dragon licked the hardened layer on her jaw with her tongue and said, "Let's directly gather the Affiliated Legion and crush them, let those riffraff see the might of the Dragon Race."
Playing little games like with ants no longer satisfies Samantha.
She craves real war.
