In that moment, a massive gust of cold wind blew against their faces as a white-scaled dragon, with horns that looked like blue crystals, descended from the clouds. It was seventy-five feet long from head to tail, with a wingspan of over a hundred feet wide!
The wind generated from its wings alone caused a huge gale. When it landed, the dragon could be measured to be seventeen feet tall from the shoulder down. Including the neck and head would make it almost twenty-five feet tall!
On its back was Isolde. "I highly doubt that," she said, as Grace roared aggressively at all the summons of the seniors.
From the other side, Percival manifested out of water, looking at the seniors as he walked toward Godfrey. "This looks like a group of seniors against our king. Shadow Club has a right to defend him… as a group too."
