Unlike before, when Kael looked distinctly like a relatively young, juvenile dragon with softer features, he now looked exactly like a fully matured, terrifying dragon of legend, complete with menacing, slit golden eyes that radiated a chilling, predatory intelligence.
The roundness of his youth had been completely replaced by sharp, angular lines and a hardened jawline that looked capable of snapping heavy iron bars in half with a single bite.
Those piercing golden eyes held a ancient depth that could easily freeze a lesser warrior in place from fear alone.
The two prominent horns sitting proudly on top of his head had also grown significantly larger and thicker, pointing upwards sharply toward the ceiling like twin black daggers.
Even with Kael bending his long neck down so much to accommodate the dimensions of the suite, the sharp tips of his newly grown horns almost touched the decorated ceiling.
