A scarlet, forked tongue darted in and out, its bowl-sized eyes glinting with a cold light.
Its thick, powerful body was covered in dense Scale Armor, which reflected a disturbing, oily sheen under the sun.
Unlike the evenly matched struggle last time, this battle was completely one-sided.
Raylo noticed that the Black Dragon today was vastly different from the last time he had seen it.
Its massive body was covered in a set of menacing Metal Dragon Armor.
The armor's design was far from exquisite. It had a crude, savage style, with heavy, dark metal plates connected by enormous rivets. The joints were a mix of chains and leather straps.
Although it looked somewhat ugly to Raylo, it fit perfectly and protected all the Black Dragon's vital areas, including its neck, chest, abdomen, and back.
The helmet revealed only a pair of savage eyes, and a thick, solitary metal horn glinted with a cold, menacing light.
"CLANG!"
