“It’s the Hyuuga Dragon clan, run for your lives!” I hear someone exclaim, frantically.
Uh oh, I need to get out of here right now. The King of the Dragons and his family members are by far the worst creatures that can cause a destruction in this town. So I wasn’t surprised that everyone huddle around me are in a frenzy by this news.
Somebody pushes me harshly out of their way, making me tumble down a rolling hill. Small fuzzy black dots consumes my vision and I realize that I’m about to pass out. The darkness is covering me up like a blanket, and my consciousness is getting lost at sea …show more content…
I open it up quickly, sighing in relief when I see it in there, but I notice something strange about it. It’s radiantly glowing like a flame, and the light is forming out into an arrow.
I’m contemplating if I should follow on where this arrow will take me? Or should I just ignore it and be on my merry way? Nah, this is just too tempting to ignore.
I start walking further down the beach, following the strange arrow as a guide, until it directly points at something caught in a huge net. Whatever is trapped in there, it’s really massive and it’s making swishing sounds.
I hesitantly touch it, muffling a scream when I see that it’s a dragon. Not just any dragon, but a Hyuuga dragon. The dragon’s intimidating red eyes are staring through my frighten hazel ones, I don’t move an inch.
It sees the glowing dragon scale in my sweaty palm, and it tries to swipe it away with its scaly tail. I jolt back from it, noticing that its tail is compatible to the scale.
“This is yours, isn’t it,” I ask the dragon, but it came out more like a fact. It growls for a response, making the sandy ground