In a daze, David seemed to hear a series of crisp knocking sounds and a gentle, whispering call.
Once his thoughts cleared, he suddenly felt as if he was about to suffocate. So, he followed his body's instinct and pushed upwards.
CRACK.
He was greedily gulping fresh air after emerging from his "warm nest." Just as he began to feel the chill of the cold wind on his head, his body was swept up by something.
David struggled to pry open his eyes; they felt as if they'd been sealed shut with superglue.
Then, he was utterly dumbfounded.
For a moment, he thought he saw two mountains towering before him. It took him a long moment to realize that the creatures before him appeared to be dragons—one gold, and one silver.
Holy shit, have I transmigrated?
The moment David "realized" this, a vast torrent of information from the Dragon's Inheritance flooded his mind. Then, from his small mouth, he blurted out a long string of syllables that could tentatively be called a name:
