The readable feeble appearance on the dargon's face, carried a timid glint. Slowly retracting back, from the elevated platform in front.
"Come on now, what's with the long faces? It's not like I asked you to stop." The feminine voice responded, her tone laced with a chilly edge.
Stepping out from the corner of the platform was a figure, hidden in darkness. The individual frame appeared much smaller, than the opposing beasts.
Emerging from the darkness into the light, the appearance of the figure that'd sent the entire fleet of savage beasts into panic was revealed.
It was a dargon nothing like the rest present here. Possessing a little humanoid frame, some few heights below the rest typical towering beasts. Steadily making it's way towards the stand at the center of the podium.
