Yulong's eyes gleamed with an almost feral light, the very air around her beginning to darken and twist. It was as if the shadows themselves were responding to her growing excitement, eager to be unleashed upon their foes.
The Dark Dragon bloodline was not just a source of power, but a living legacy, a connection to primordial forces that predated several Eras in history.
Cain turned to regard Yulong, his expression softening almost imperceptibly. He understood her hunger, her need to test herself against worthy foes.
After all, wasn't that drive, that insatiable desire for growth and conquest, one of the things that had drawn him to her in the first place?
He thought it over for a moment before nodding in agreement. There were just some paths of cultivation far more suited to advancing through trials by fire. His understanding of the Dao, honed through countless battles and moments of enlightenment, allowed him to see the potential for growth in this chaotic situation.
