"The White Sword's Remains!"
Ming Yue quickly realized when she saw this terrifying being.
"It's just like the Four Claws described it to be, a dragon made of swords! To think I'd be here of all places!"
Realizing where she was, the young woman made herself as unnoticeable as she could. Her steps were quiet and small, her aura was practically gone, her breath was gentle. Fortunately, she hadn't stepped onto this floor yet, just a step before, hiding behind a dusty stone counter.
And the dragon seemed to be asleep, the floating swords floated together every so slightly. There was a chime as the countless swords moved.
"What are those swords?"
Still hidden behind, the dragon was the first thing she looked at.
It was large, incredibly so. Even within this great hall, the coiled dragon made it look like a child's room. It was certainly not as big as the World Serpent but it was terrifying nevertheless.
