On his forehead, two bolts of golden and purple lightning shone brilliantly.
Inside Molten Fire Volcano, Russell and Harpy Harpie stood atop the solidified lava, facing each other as they searched their hearts.
Dream dragons were, as the name implied, dreamlike and illusory.
The essence of a pseudo-dragon's advancement into a dream dragon was a cleansing of the soul. Extraordinary Power was not merely material; it was also spiritual. Only when both mind and body reached perfection could one transcend the ordinary, break free from the shackles of the Dragon Breath Tier, and advance to the Dragon Flame Tier.
Reaching the pinnacle of pure power on the Dragon Sleep Continent.
"Whatever Polly can do, I can do too!" Harpie stared into Russell's eyes, the cowlick atop her head swaying gently.
Russell asked, "Harpie, why must you compare yourself to Polly at every turn? You are independent individuals. No one has put the two of you together for comparison, and you do not care about how outsiders compare you anyway, do you?"
"I don't know, but I simply refuse to admit defeat."
"There must be a thought buried in your heart that even you have yet to see clearly, just as Polly once shut her heart tightly because of her mother."
"I don't know. I have tried to find it on many nights, but there are no such knots in my memories. I have parents. They are both ordinary owl-like dragons. I grew up at Green Capital Garden Cold Spring Point until I advanced into a Harpy Dragon."
Compared with Sacred Unicorn Polly, Harpie's "life" could be considered complete, without any regrets.
So after that soul-searching exchange.
Russell shook his head helplessly. "It seems that searching your heart will definitely not reveal the opportunity for advancing into a dream dragon."
Then