Morbus, The God of Plagues

The sudden appearance of the dragon, now mere feet away from them, left the onlookers in a state of stunned silence, their shock and confusion palpable in the air.

"Is that... a real dragon?" one person whispered, disbelief coloring their voice.

"Never thought I'd see one this close... it's terrifying," another muttered, their eyes wide as they took a cautious step back.

As the dragon moved closer to Gaya, gentle plumes of smoke escaped its nostrils, adding to the dramatic scene. Despite the fear and apprehension in the crowd, Gaya remained calm. 

"It's okay," she said softly, slowly raising her hand towards the dragon in a gesture of peace.

At that moment, guards clad in golden armor, the guards of Luxor, rushed to the scene. Their movements were swift and coordinated, a clear indication of their readiness to intervene if necessary.