The Bone Dragon

The monster roared as the Sword Saint brandished his weapon. It was clear that the bone dragon was wary of the adversary in front of him. But nevertheless, it wouldn't let this puny human scare him. Perhaps there was still an ample amount of dragon pride and dignity within it, preventing it from fleeing from a direct confrontation with a strong opponent.

"Good. You have managed to preserve at least your dragon's dignity," Kreg said as he saw the bone dragon preparing for an attack.