"Do you think it would be great to become a Giant Dragon?"
A middle-aged man, clad in lavishly patterned robes, holding an honor guard, with a beard on his face, and wearing a crown inlaid with pearls and gemstones, looked at the Flying Dragon Rider passing over the sky, patrolling his territory, and remarked to his companion with a sigh in his voice.
"Indeed, becoming a Giant Dragon means having power and freedom. A Giant Dragon can do whatever it wants, go wherever it wishes,"
answered his companion, also holding a bell drum, wearing a Priest Robe with a circlet of small bells on his head instead of a crown.
Both of them gazed up at the Flying Dragon in the sky, and occasionally, their human round pupils transformed into vertical slits. Beneath their robes, their bodies faintly revealed mixed-colored scales like those of a Dragon Descendant.
