Deep within the Sel Wilderness, Celestial Pit Territory.
Moonlight quietly flowed, casting a silver sheen over the vast northern wall of the pit.
An adult chromatic dragon, at this moment adopting a stealthy stance, cautiously drawing in his sharp claws, softly landing on the hard ground, resembling a fledgling dragon attempting its first hunt, fearing any disturbance of its prey.
In his mouth was a meticulously prepared courting gift.
An entire iron flower tree, perfectly encased in ice.
This was an exceedingly rare magical flora, even in the wilderness.
It possessed incredible abilities, able to absorb the immense earth elemental energy from deep within, and transform it into substance, growing metal branches as hard as steel—a quality that made it one of the Iron Dragon Race's most cherished natural creations, possessing a unique affinity and liking for metal.
"Letitia!"
The chromatic dragon solemnly placed the frozen iron flower tree before the Iron Dragon's cave.
