“The Crimson Dragon King, Konstantin… Wasn’t he defeated years ago during the Silver Dragon War?”

Even Yuna, a Thunder Dragon, had heard of that legendary battle. “Why is he here now?”

Konstantin had taken on his human form, appearing as a man in his thirties. Though only his head was original, transformation magic allowed him to take a smaller, more efficient shape, sparing him the drawbacks of a massive dragon body.

“It’s a long story, little one.”

As he spoke, Konstantin's gaze shifted to Noa, his eyes narrowing as he scrutinized her face. After a moment, he said softly, “Ah, …