The earth trembled violently before shattering, and a massive dragon erupted from the depths, ascending into the sky with a mighty flap of its enormous wings.
It was breathtaking in its majesty and terror, far larger and more imposing than the Balogun. Its scales shimmered with a crystalline sheen, reflecting the chaotic light of the Otherside's golden skies. Frost clung to every inch of her form, exuding an aura so cold that the temperature plummeted further with each beat of her wings. Her very presence commanded fear and submission.
"WHO DARES?!" the dragon's voice thundered, reverberating across the city and far beyond. Icy winds swirled in her wake, carrying a storm that began to freeze the ruined city anew.
Saquin narrowed his eyes, his expression unreadable. "A female," he muttered, discerning the dragon's gender from her powerful yet distinctly feminine tone.
[ Be careful, Saquin. That is an Elder Dragon. ]