Ancient White Dragon Burke had never felt so excessive about his powerful recovery abilities. He wished he was a bit lesser, so he wouldn't have to repeatedly endure the excruciating pain of being skinned and de-scaled.
Those cursed Cloud Giants, every time his exposed muscle tissue began to regrow dragon skin and scales, they would faithfully carry out Titan's brutal orders, ripping his dragon skin and scales off to be used as materials.
He barely had the energy to feel anger or regret, for the heart-wrenching pain from his pierced heart and his whole body skinned to muscle was enveloping him every second.
"Arsop, help me, I can give you one-tenth of the treasures I've collected over a millennium," pleaded Burke, the Ancient White Dragon, amidst endless suffering, seeing a familiar white dragon.