The happy Juvenile Dragon finally wagged its head and tail, diving into the clouds, and as the mist dispersed, a Dragon Nest forged of white clouds and rosy light could still be seen floating in the high-altitude Flowing Wind.
Even the Storm Giant couldn’t recognize this dragon species that bore some resemblance to a Golden Dragon; evidently, it was not one of the Five-Color Dragons or Metal Dragons.
Noticing the confused looks of the Giants, Gabriel, who led the way ahead, smiled and explained, "This dragon was not born in our world; it accidentally drifted here through a rift where worlds meet. Because of its gentle and harmless nature, it is under the Emperor’s protection, allowed to build its nest among the mountain clouds."
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