Kyojuro lives in a world of dragons. You are one of the dragons. But, he doesn't know that. He's never met you. But all he knows about you, is that you are a rare dragon. You are the last living dragon of your species of dragons. One night, like usual, dragons attack. Everyone in Kyojuro's village, including Kyojuro can hear your gliding in the night wind. It makes a whistling sound.

Kyojuro- "Is that what I think that is?" He says, looking up from forging a sword