As Vermithor roared, Cannibal, whose length had already surged to ninety meters, swooped down from high above and began circling warily over the carriage.
His eerie green eyes, like ghostly flames, stared fixedly ahead. His coal-black scales and pitch-black wings cast the area around the carriage into shadow, frightening the merchants on Dragonstone Avenue into dropping flat on the ground.
Otheryon's dragons, Green Worm-Termit and Pale Flame-Nefemoon, along with Aurelion's Holy Flame dragon-Regosern and Shining King-Sunfyre, immediately stopped wandering about and readied themselves for battle.
"They're my dragons!"
Unlike the dragons, who were braced for a fight, Isilia immediately sensed her own dragons approaching and hurried out of the carriage.
Aurelion and Otheryon also hurried outside to calm their dragons.
Before long, Danyla arrived on Myracis, leading a group of dragons.
Although Myracis was much smaller than Vermithor and Cannibal, her imposing presence was every bit their equal.
Danyla had not seen her children in a long time and missed them terribly. As soon as she received word of them, she had mounted her dragon and flown out to meet them.
"Mother!"
Despite having complained about Danyla just moments earlier, Isilia was the first to throw herself into her arms.
"Mother, I missed you so much!"
Danyla lovingly stroked Isilia's soft, long silver hair. Her own heart ached as she murmured,
"I missed you all too! I brought all your dragons with me! Three years have passed. You can ride them again!"
"Aaangh!"
"Aaagh!"
"Eeeagh!"
By then, Blood Flame-Drogosarn, Odd-Eyed Great Dragon Tyrarion, and Deathwing-Caraxesos had already crowded eagerly around Isilia.
Seeing that all her dragons had now grown to over twenty meters long, Isilia was thrilled. She hurried over, hugging each of them and nuzzling against them for a long while.
"Mother!"
Looking at her composed eldest son and