*The dragon was massive—not in sheer size, but in presence. Its scales were a deep, fathomless obsidian, threaded with veins of silver that caught the light like shards of a shattered moon. It lay in the shadows, its golden eyes slitted and watchful.* Simon's breath hitched. *This one wasn't just calm. It was calculating. Deliberate. The way it watched him—like it had already weighed his worth and found him... interesting.* Mehr sehen