"Cease your futile struggle."
Galos's deep voice echoed across the ground.
He sensed a bloodline aura on her that was strikingly similar to Alberto's, and guessed her origins and identity, so he didn't use excessive force, merely suppressing her.
"Inherently evil Red Iron Dragon! Release me!"
Nasha struggled fiercely, her long dragon tail adorned with golden scales striking the frozen ground beneath her, producing deep drum-like thuds, yet she couldn't shake the Red Iron Giant Dragon off her at all. He felt heavier than a mountain.
The sudden attack of the Golden Dragon and the subsequent struggle and resistance.
A few more veins appeared in Galos's hidden bloodshot eyes, and the flame of madness became a bit more lively.
He slowly extended his huge menacing head, drawing close to the Golden Dragon pinned beneath him.
