Leaving the tavern, Ye Ye arrived on the street, with Tony and the others curiously following behind.
The cool night breeze blew, dispersing a bit of their intoxication.
It was already four in the morning, and the streets of Dawn City were no longer as bustling as when evening first descended. The number of Elf Chosen Ones passing by had decreased significantly since they first entered the tavern for a drink.
Ye Ye stood in an open area, raised his head, and put his right hand to his mouth, blowing a whistle.
The whistle pierced the sky, and soon, a loud dragon's roar came from afar.
Then, in the shocked eyes of Tony and the others, a massive shadow enveloped the sky and slowly descended...
A violent gust whipped up, and Tony, eyes wide, couldn't help but exclaim:
"It's a dragon!"
It was a majestic Red Dragon, over twenty meters long.
