Their appearances varied, but all carried draconic traits like scales along their necks, sharp horns, or wings folded neatly against their backs.
Only one bore the unmistakable aura of a Solar Dragon.
The others showed clear signs of diverse bloodlines: one with blue hair and eyes like polished ice, another with crimson hair and fire flickering faintly in her gaze, another with green scales glinting at her jawline, and even one with feathery ears that gave her a birdlike grace.
'Is it me or they feel much more powerful than when they fought me before?'
They were young, and strikingly beautiful.
'Anyone among them could've been a top rank model in my previous world.'
Their powerful auras pressed against the air.
Isaac studied them quietly, acknowledging their presence.
Their beauty was exceptional, second only to a few women he knew—his wives, Professor Catherine, the Sword Empress, and Selene.
The newly reborn maids opened their eyes in unison.
