"The weredragon's here."
My eyes widened when I saw a man, his upper body naked. His hands were being held by big machines as he knelt on the ground. His hair is long— shoulder length, and blond. He has sharp features, a long face, and pale skin. His body is buff and muscly like that of an athlete. His chest is large and the veins on his arms are very prominent.
"That's the dragon. If he hadn't been born a dragon, I might've fallen for him already because of his looks. He is literally prettier than me," Lavender stated. She's right, this weredragon is beautiful.
Doctors and scientists were standing around that man, trying to study more about him. They were asking questions about his identity and why he attacked Devas. The weredragon remained silent on every question they asked, thus, pu
