Your Majesty," George greeted, bowing his head, "I'm afraid something bad has happened."
"What is it?" Kael asked as he looked away from George at the female humanoid and the little dragon she was cleaning up.
"Your Majesty, I think there has been a corrupting force infiltrating the Alphaverse and subtly controlling some things," George said solemnly.
"Hmm," Kael raised one of his brows but did not respond immediately. He kept his gaze on the little dragon.
The baby dragon that had just been born a few minutes ago was not too big and not too small.
It was the size of a small parlor dog, barely registered as a threat to anyone.
Its body was covered in soft, wet scales and some exposed skin. All the scales were greyish-black, having not yet solidified; if they had, they would be much darker.
The little dragon did not have any horns on its head, nor did it have any particular spikes running down its spine or barbs at the end of its tail like most adult dragons would.
