(five hundred years before the events in Gusu)
“My Lord!”
“My Lord!”
“My Lord!”
The shrill voices of several fire spirits rouse him from sleep. The huge red dragon lifts his head to spew fire at them. It won’t hurt them at all. The little devils enjoy it more than he does. His fire gives them power to grow. Soon, they will be able to take human form. Or something that resembles it. They will never look completely human, or be able to mix with humans. Maybe their voices won’t be so high-pitched anymore? One can hope, he thinks.
“Time to get the forge going,” Shi Lang says as he takes human form. His long hair got all tangled up again. But, he’s getting better at transformations. His clothes don’t burn up anymore. The dark red robes slightly reflect the colour of fire. It makes him smil
