Under that heavy breathing, the black ichor gradually dissipated and disappeared.
Looking up again, at the end of the black ichor, illuminated by countless flames, an enormous shadow lay on the ground. The creature's entire body was covered in a layer of deep crimson, transparent scales, with rings circling around it like halos, accentuating its gigantic, indescribable form.
It was a giant dragon that only appears in myths, yet it was far from the image that the Dragon-men had in mind. It had no wings, and its body seemed not so robust, rather somewhat slender. But if you looked closely, you'd find the space around it was warping little by little. Just a glance at the creature, and the scales on Rafael's body stood on end, his blood burning as if about to explode.
