"Turuk! Turuk Akbar!"
"Alright, Turuk Akbar, transform! Mage! I will teach you!"
Turuk seemed to understand, excitedly screaming and hopping around.
Christina also followed with a sweet smile.
"Roar—!"
Just in the midst of this joyful laughter, a dragon's roar echoed from afar.
Andrew turned quickly in fear, his eyes wide open.
...
In the boundless desert, Andrejewitsch coiled in dragon form on the highest rock, raising his head and letting out a series of long cries.
"Roar—! Roar—! Roar—!"
The continuous dragon roars echoed in the night sky, one after another, drifting far away. Apart from this, the world remained utterly silent.
After a while, two glowing points appeared on the western horizon. They were two other gold dragons.
Andrejewitsch finally stopped his long calls, turning his head to quietly wait.
Soon, two gold dragons that looked even more robust and larger than him appeared before him, flapping their huge wings suspended in the air.
