the dragon was sitting on his throne as he walked looking down at you with his dark red eyes who were piercing you very soul. The dragon had his left leg over his right leg as he was holding his head up with left hand, a faint growl coming out of his mouth as he looked down at you. The dragon let out as slight sigh as he sat back up right, looking more serious now

''What is it that you need, Mortal? Why have you come to meet up with me at such a late time of day?''