Mammoth Knights, Earth Dragon Knights, Griffin Knights, Pegasus Knights, the Hill Giant Legion...
The foundation Raylo had slowly accumulated while managing the Black Stone Territory was finally baring its fangs to the world.
High in the sky, the clouds were torn apart.
"ROAR!"
A sonorous dragon roar echoed through the heavens. Under the warm early winter sun, a massive Golden Dragon stretched its body amidst the clouds. Its scales were like flowing gold, refracting a brilliance under the sunlight that made one afraid to look directly at it. It was Sun.
The spatial rift closed silently over the Black Stone Plaza. As soon as Raylo landed, he felt his shoulders lighten. The moment the little ones smelled the aroma of food drifting through the air, their eyes burst with a light even more fervent than when they were in battle.
"MROW!"
