Elizabeth stretched her arms before cracking her neck. She glanced down at the small dragon in her hands.
The forged beast seemed to have no intention to take its form just yet.
Elizabeth raised an eyebrow at her dragon, its small body curled lazily in her hands despite the approaching threat.
"You're not gonna grow?" she asked, shaking it slightly.
The dragon let out a low growl, which translated to "not until my meal's properly digested."
"Fine," she muttered and summoned her sword from her inventory "guess I'll start without you."
The ground continued trembling as the two colossal primals emerged from the dense forest, their towering forms now fully visible.
The first one looked like an overgrown gorilla crossed with a yeti. It had black fur covering its entire body, alongside multiple spikes lined along its back.
The spikes let out an orange glow, with waves of heat emitting from them.
