"Terra, what kind of dragon is your father?"
As this question was asked, a multitude of crystal-clear dragon eyes shone brightly, settling on the majestic and dignified Golden Dragon.
The scales on this dragon's body seemed to be cast from molten gold, even in the dim light, they did not appear dull, because he himself was a source of light, and wherever he went, it was as if the sun shone brightly and everything was illuminated.
He possessed a longer and more elegant sinuous dragon body than ordinary Golden Dragons, yet he did not seem slender or weak at all; rather, he had the grandeur and magnificence of sprawling mountain ranges.
The splendid dragon wings that were completely different from ordinary Golden Dragons, and the two pairs of crown-like dragon horns on his forehead, were enough to display his noble lineage that overshadowed other dragon species, although he also had a third pair of dragon horns which were hard to notice unless closely observed.
"He is a very... "
