As Otto had expected, this sleep didn't waste too much time.
Compared to three years ago, he had already become much stronger, and the changes a mature black dragon could provide him were not that significant anymore.
"Awooo..."
Otto raised his body, lying in the sea of fire like a big cat with wings, lazily stretching.
His body was pulled to form an arch shape.
If a pet cat did this, it would undoubtedly be adorable, but a giant dragon that looked incredibly terrifying...
To most creatures, the scorching flames that were deadly turned out to be as comfortable as a heated room for Otto.
Climbing up from the still burning shattered charcoal, Otto shook his body and flicked off the debris on him.
The rare warmth made his sleep very enjoyable, and maybe he could really take a dip in the magma in the Sulfur Mountains later.
Although there were still traces of black on the silver scales, they could be easily resolved by Sofia's cleaning spells once they went outside.