A Bad Omen

After the carriages reached the forest, they stopped, and Arad and Gojo walked out.

"Arad, mind to life both carriages?" Gojo asked.

"Why?"

"Look," Gojo's body shifted black, expanding rapidly to form a titanic dragon.

Gojo was massive, standing over one hundred meters tall and a whopping two hundred in length. Even his wing span covered half of the forest.

Unlike Arad, Gojo's scales flickered with specks like black diamonds. Everyone looked out of the carriage, their knees shaking as they sensed the magic rushing out of him. "Oh my!" Zephyr giggled, "What's that?"

"It's subtle, but the magic rushing out of him is terrifying. Remind me of angry Nina," Lydia said with an exhausted face.

"Unless I'm in my humanoid form, it's almost impossible for me to completely shut off my aura." Gojo looked down, "If I flew like this, I would scare the nearby monsters, and they could run away, creating stampedes all over the place."