C173 Oneeyed Black Flood Dragon

The old chief closed his eyes, and in that instant, the surrounding clamor seemed to vanish.

Silence enveloped him.

He waited for his death with a heart full of complex emotions.

Despite having imagined this moment countless times, as it approached, a dark fear slowly crept into his heart.

A cry of alarm pierced the air.

Had his head been chopped off? Why couldn't he feel anything..