Runic Arts [Bonus]

POV Vesuvius:

The massive dragon leaving a trail of smoke crackling with lightning, flew high above the white peaks, his eyes falling on the tall towers growing on the horizon. They were even taller and thicker than the last time, sprawling over the forest. Their ugly rough walls were like an eyesore to the dragon. A feeling of incredible irritation at the daring mortals building on his territory flared up in the depth of his dragon heart.

Vesuvius already thought about attacking them before they get finished, but he realised something, 'I can just avoid them when they are finished, and maybe they are just trying to bait me to attack while it looks unfinished, but in reality, it is a trap. I got into this whole situation due to my emotional actions; I don't want to repeat it.'