"Angaa~"
Myracis, who had led Isilia's Three Young Dragons to fame by tunneling through the Mountains of Myr between the Kingdom of Reclea and the Kingdom of the Rhoynar, sensed Danyla's presence and immediately flew over in excitement.
Myracis had now grown to forty or fifty meters long. Fine, pale-gold scales covered the edges of her purplish-red wings, making her look both elegant and noble.
Isilia's Drogosarn was known as Blood Flame-Drogosarn because the Dragonfire he breathed resembled boiling blood. Caraxesos was called Deathwing because of his disproportionately enormous black wings.
The dark-red Tyrarion, born alongside the comet, had nearly reached thirty meters in length in less than three years, though a gap had already opened between his size and that of Drogosarn and the others. His distinctive, differently colored eyes gave anyone he stared at the feeling that he could see right through them. Thus, people honored him with the name-the Eyes of the Gods.
Over those three years, under Myracis's supervision, they had carved through the Mountains of Myr and laid roads every day, wearing down countless scales. Perhaps because fragments of their scales had become mixed into the Dragonstone they forged, it actually gave off a faint glow at night.
At night, this made Dragonstone Avenue, which spanned the Mountains of Myr between the Kingdom of Reclea and the Kingdom of the Rhoynar, look like a winding giant python lying among the peaks.
When the four wondrous Great Dragons appeared above the people of various races working in Ny Sar, everyone stopped what they were doing and eagerly gazed up at the dragons in all their splendor.
Seemingly sensing the gazes from below, Myracis, who had always loved making a grand entrance, immediately began twisting and tumbling through the air. She performed several difficult maneuvers, drawing cheers