Twins

Royan, Ander and Francis arrived at the twentieth floor. They heard a dragon roar at the distance. The roar affected Ander in ways that he couldn't comprehend.

His splintered pieces that had attached to Francis's sword formed together. His foothold on the human world became stronger by the minute until she finally became whole. The dragon that was ahead of them was much stronger than him.

Chills ran down his spine. The dragon was making his dragon feel uneasy, he couldn't help but ask, "What is that?"

"The question is who and not a what?" Royan replied opening the big wooden door at the end of the hallway.

When the door opened they entered what looked like an arena. Dragons or various types were their bowing to the giant dragon that towered them all.

Dragons were big to start even a baby dragon but the dragon that was before the other dragon was not big. It was a high dragon.