"What is it!" The dragon asked impatiently. Arendelle's avatar seemed affronted by the interruption. It let loose some suffocating draconic aura to express its displeasure.
Hugo felt dread creep over him, numbing his brain. But he couldn't stop himself from asking his question. He calmed his mind and locked gazes with the ancient dragon's avatar.
"What is with the chain?" He asked meekly. The mystery had continued niggling at his mind.
"Oh, that!" The dragon's tone turned pleasant once again. "It was forged by one of the early blacksmiths from pure black-aurantium. Its only purpose now is to restrict the unruly kids who are bringing Eclista to ruins." Arendelle's avatar added.
"I assume you're aware of the corruption of the dragons by the Mapepo Demons." Hugo was surprised that the avatar was aware of the problem.