"Swoosh—"
Accompanied by a slight noise, the space gradually distorted, and the Portal suddenly opened. A large and a small Gold Dragon came out one after another, with Aurora assisting the grievously injured Titus, appearing inside the Dwarf Palace.
The Dwarves were seated on both sides of a long table, filled with a feast of delicacies, rare treats from the mountains and the sea, as well as the strong liquor that the Dwarves loved most, wafting a rich fragrance.
The palace of Aivendel was a wonder created by the hands of the first King of High Mountains thousands of years ago. It was exceptionally spacious for the Dwarves but somewhat narrow for a thirty-meter-long Ancient Gold Dragon.
"It's the Dawn Wings!"
"Lord Titus, Lady Aurora, you are finally here!"
"Good day, Lord Titus, I am so happy to see you, I've been looking forward to this day for a long time..."
