Drakion and Lizzy continued battling the rampaging dragons, but alas, it was leading nowhere—the dragons had begun instinctively defending against one another, their minds twisted by some unseen force.
The onlookers watched the scene with barely-contained excitement. Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined they would witness dragons clashing in such a violent spectacle.
Of course, among the crowd were fools—unwise individuals who still harbored the ridiculous notion of taming Drakion and the other dragons. Fortunately for them, a survivor from the earlier bloodbath stepped in. This man, shaken and wide-eyed, quickly silenced the naive with a recounting of what had happened when someone dared suggest taming.
As they heard his tale, a silent shiver ran through the crowd. Cold sweat trickled down their backs. They had not expected dragons to despise such words with such absolute fury.
