The old demon's gaze paused on something.
Not on Daniel's half-destroyed body.
But on the small creature that had fallen beside him.
A dragon.
Or more accurately… a baby dragon.
Small size, wings not fully developed yet, and a raw but undeniable aura that even in this condition couldn't be hidden. The old demon understood with a single look; this creature was only at the beginning of its path, but its nature… was flawless and terrifying.
As one of the strongest demons in the world, he carried a very powerful bloodline. Even so, simply standing near this baby dragon made him feel like his bloodline was being suppressed.
This wasn't an ordinary dragon.
This one clearly had one of the strongest bloodlines even among dragon-kind.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"…Strange." it really was strange.
He expected this human to have a rare treasure, or maybe some unusual skill. But a baby dragon? That was outside anything he had calculated.
