Chapter Forty-Eight: A True Dragon
The huge head slowly rose into an arc. Extremity could finally smell that familiar fishy favor of a snake. He could see how massive the Black Imoogi was. His torch was barely able to reflect the dark scales on the Black Imoogi. It was right then that the Black Imoogi's mouth finally opened, "HUMAN..." After the shocking screeching voice came over, the Black Imoogi continued, "WHAT DO YOU SEEKS?"
One second, two seconds, three seconds. The Black Imoogi became more impatient, "WELL?"
He does not like to talk and his current situation is a bit special. The dreams of the terrifying monsters that he had encountered and this reality were very different. The dream does not have this special sensation at all. Feeling it for the first time, this glorifying feel
