On the Great Snow Mountain, the avalanche roared, trees shattered, and the Dragon Flame ignited raging mountain fires,
A Demon Dragon with a long neck, resembling that of a serpent, and a sharp single horn on its head, glared with its round dragon eyes, lying on the ground, gasping heavily, it was clear that its recent frantic rampage had exhausted most of its physical strength.
All around it was charred black, and the ground was faintly cracked.
This adult dragon, nearly thirty meters in length, possessed enough power to easily destroy a human town, and any coordinated dragon-slaying team or self-proclaimed brave Viking Warrior could only serve as a snack in its presence.
"Despicable humans, damn thieves!"
As a higher Dragon Species, the female dragon was different from its ignorant kin; it could deduce who exactly had stolen its child.
