The Bronze Dragon, having narrowly escaped death, stretched out its claw and vigorously rubbed its eyes.

It still couldn't quite believe that before it stood the Golden Heart.

But no matter how it looked, the image of the Golden Dragon in its field of vision overlapped with that of the Hatchling Dragon champion of yesteryear, with no difference in appearance or even in the gaze and demeanor.

Truly, the young legend of Saga Alzhus.