In Western culture, dragons were usually creatures that represented mystery and power. Their symbolism varied with time, place, and cultural context, but most of the time, they were not portrayed positively.
Dragons were often depicted as evil, destructive beings. Black dragons in particular were frequently seen as representatives of Supernatural.
And this dragon made of black mist seemed to take that a step further. Beyond evil, it carried an additional air of mystery that sent chills down one's spine.
Its form resembled nothing of the mortal world, as though it were born from intertwined nightmares and fantasies. Whenever it dived, its smoke-like, flowing scales appeared and vanished within the dense fog, as if it wandered between reality and illusion.
Night had fallen. Great quantities of black smoke descended from the sky, and its intangible body allowed it to pass soundlessly through the mist, possessing a terrifying kind of beauty.
The four observers on the ground could only vaguely make out its outline. Like a gust of wind, it did not even flap its wings, and no one could understand how it flew.
It was not one of those common dragons that fought Superheroes. It had no hard bones, no Talons capable of tearing apart enemies, and no flames that could burn everything.
But what it possessed was a power beyond the flesh. It was itself a dark Enigma, an existence far beyond the boundaries of human understanding.
Fortunately, not everyone was incapable of understanding it. For certain psychiatric patients, the advantage of broad-minded thinking came in quite handy at times like this.
"Its emotions are extremely unstable." Harley somehow produced her Gold-rimmed Glasses and put them on, instantly transforming into a calm doctor. "It's like a thug that got frightened. Once it recovered, it started destroying everything around it to