The host's voice rose again. "What you see before you is no ordinary relic, it is said to be the preserved eye of a Wind Dragon! According to ancient myths, whoever consumes the eye of a dragon will gain rejuvenation, extended life, and even inherit fragments of the dragon's elemental power. Legends speak of mortals who ascended beyond their limits through this act. Though few ever lived to tell the tale! Now, let's open the bidding at thirty million UGD!"
"Is that… correct, Edrik?" Atlas asked quietly.
Edrik cleared his throat once. "The information they presented is both true and false at the same time, my lord."
Everyone turned toward him as he continued. After all, dragons were creatures of myth in their world, none of them had ever seen one. Perhaps their distant kin, like drakes or wyverns, still roamed certain lands, but true dragons were believed to be non-existent.
