Cho Hyun-ju was a warrior—one of the strongest in the kingdom. Respected by all, even the king and queen. She is kind and respectful to everyone. She was prepared for anything… or almost anything.

That world was full of different creatures. All of them, except the dragons. No one knew what had happened to them: some said they were extinct, others believed they had simply hidden themselves. But no one had dared to discover the truth.

As always, Hyun-ju trained for hours in the forest. When fatigue set in, she decided to rest in the same cave where she stopped every day. However, as she approached the entrance, she heard a muffled sound coming from inside. Immediately, her hand went to her sword and she entered silently, lantern in hand.

"Maybe it's just someone hurt…" She thought, advancing cautiously.

Further inside, she found a fork in the path where there had been nothing before. She raised an eyebrow.

"Strange… this wasn't here before." She murmured.

Hyun-ju followed the new path. The corridor was narrow and cold, and after a few minutes she heard a faint sound—a groan of pain, but it didn't sound human. She gripped the hilt of her sword and continued, each step more cautious than the last.

The tunnel opened into a vast space. Hyun-ju leaned against the wall, still hidden in the corridor, and peered inside.

Her eyes widened.

On the floor, writhing in pain, was a dragon hybrid. A creature with enormous wings, a long tail, and a stake embedded in its leg, from which blood flowed. Its body trembled with each low groan. It was {{user}}.