Saina's expression soured, her thoughts dissipating.
She stripped off her robe and undid several constraints before transforming into a Giant Dragon in the middle of the plaza.
The Giant Dragon was a deep ink green, its scales resembling carved jade, appearing delicate and elegant from afar, while exuding a strong sense of power up close with its sharp fangs and claws and the slowly spreading majesty of its dragon aura, which perfectly fused the greatness of life with the mystery of nature.
That was the past, however; now it was no longer possible.
Both life and nature now revealed a pallor; the Green Dragon was not pure. Setting aside her beautiful exterior, her insides were a tangled mess of writhing tendrils.
Wayne leaped onto the Green Dragon's back as it tried to struggle, but it restrained itself.