Fire
That monster had devoured people and other demons, gorging on their raw meats and melting their bones with the gastric juices in its stomach. The stench of the digestion of its victims enveloped Yoichi, who stiffened his arm muscles even more.
Unable to close his eyes and knowing that the snake's toothed tongue would soon attack him again, Yoichi reconsidered what he had been through during those days.
In the sacred Dojo of Goldhaven, the gatekeeper had revealed to him the greatest truth of his life. According to that old war veteran, his abilities could be crucial to Tentochu's fortunes.
Kenji was not a Nekage, nor an unknown species of fire-type demon. It was a baby dragon, ready to evolve and become a giant winged beast. Lumya's last dragon was in his hands, tied to his soul.
His chance of redemption, as the blood writings said, was just that. And Kenji was the only key.