Zopyra — XV

Long ZhenHai didn't have an idea when of how this chaos started, for him, one moment he was busy trying to break away from the chains shackling him like a caged dog as he watched the arrogant dragon run off, and the next the loud noise of emergency gong was resounding throughout the clan's premises.

The abrupt shift, the whiplash worthy change going all around him was more than enough to make his head spin.

On moment, he was lying in front of his bed, braced against its skeleton as he stewed in the resentful misery of his forced solitude and the next, a familiar servant burst into his room, the sheer panic etched on his features making Long ZhenHai frown almost imperceptibly under the veil of his hair.

In front of his eyes, the young dragon rushed towards him, distress in his eyes and panic under his feet as he hurried to kneel beside Long ZhenHai's hunched form, his trembling hands reaching to free him from those chains that bound him for decades on end.