Ogen
After the explosion of smoke around the dragon, a man much smaller than the dragon came out of the smoke. He had wrinkled skin and gray hair, both traits of great age and experience. His clothing was a long cloak made of satin, which wrapped around the most crucial parts of his body.
Luke was jaw dropped and confused, he had never seen anything close to this happening, a monster transforming into a human, nor vice versa, at least this is what seemed to have happened.
Soon the half-wolf noticed something familiar about the dragon, its horns. These horns protruded from the top of its head, and although they looked cracked and quite old, they still gave off a singular, crimson glow.
"Are you a half-beast?" Luke exclaimed loudly so that the dragon could hear his questioning.