As the Azure Dragon neared the group, the men straightened, their eyes fixated on the fan, mesmerized by its beauty and the subtle power it seemed to wield. The Dragon's gaze, calm yet piercing, swept over them, taking in each face with a quiet intensity that left them feeling exposed as if he could see straight into their hearts.
The Azure Dragon, the King of Mystic Mountain, smiled as he approached the group. His curiosity piqued, and he stopped and circled around Shun. "Fire skill, not bad," he remarked, his voice laced with a hint of amusement. Shun straightened, a mixture of pride and nerves evident on his face.
The Azure Dragon then approached Chatty, who shrunk his neck in nervousness. "Hmm, animal telepathy. Nice," the Dragon noted with a nod of approval. Chatty's eyes widened, relief washing over him.