In this world, people could picture a Giant Dragon only through false songs passed from mouth to mouth, through the lizards still alive today, and through fantasies spun around the Giant Dragon skeleton towering over Dragon Gold City...
That was how they imagined a creature that might have existed in ages past.
But Tang Qi might have known more.
At least according to what he had learned, Giant Dragons broadly fell into two groups: Metal Dragons and Chromatic Dragons.
By reputation, the former were mostly good, while the latter tended to be fiercer.
There were exceptions, of course. But much like angels and demons, most seemed to possess an innate nature rooted deep in their minds.
Gem Dragons were rarer still, and Tang Qi could not recall where they had come from.
As the clear moonlight settled over the creature trying to climb out of its shell, its wet, slime-coated violet scales took on a deeper sheen, like the trail of a falling star.
It certainly looked like an Amethyst Dragon.
Two tiny claws gripped the edge of the broken shell. It tried to raise its elegant head, adorned with slender antler-like horns, and show the rose-shaped Gilded Patterns on its brow beneath the night sky.
Its golden eyes shone brighter than amber. Clear as glass, they swept over its surroundings as it tried to take in the world with newborn curiosity—
Before finally settling on the three figures in front of it.
"That counts as a 'Giant Dragon'?"
Gravel could not help muttering,
"Then we Dwarves are giants!"
Tall and short, fat and thin—those were all matters of comparison.
The "Giant Dragon" before them was only about the size of a kitten. Even the shell Kuru could wrap his arms around looked like a towering castle beside it.
That