He didn't know how long he had been in the sun that scorched his skin. Even with his eyelids closed, the yellow heat was pouring through him, and he had no choice but to open them in the end.
"Where am I?"
His arms covered with black scales were no stranger to him, but it was the first time he had seen the fireballs coming out of the mouths of the two dragons before him. The heat that was trying to scorch his body was not the rays of the sun but the attack of a mythical creature, but why there was no fear in him.
Like when the First Generation Heir war, he was inside the body, feeling everything, hearing everything, but not in control. He felt energy build up in his feet, gripping the ground, and after a breath, he found himself jumping back tens of meters. The fireballs were still coming towards him, maybe if he jumped left or right, he could dodge the attack, but it wouldn't take long to see why he didn't.