At this point, David decided to address the more pressing issue at hand first.
He ignored the Drow, who appeared ready to accept any punishment, and the Drow Mage, who was being pressed into the mud, struggling desperately, and seemed on the verge of drawing his last breath. David slowly approached the cage and gave the captivating Green Dragon a thoughtful look from head to tail.
Truth be told, now that he had the leisure for a closer look, she was indeed an alluring dragon. Her scales were a dark, shiny green—healthy and undamaged. Her physique was slender yet strong, not thin or malnourished like the Red Dragon Lizrite, who one could tell at a glance wasn't getting enough food for proper development. This indicated her body was vigorous and she lived well, rarely needing to fight for survival. She might even have had Kobold-like retainers for daily scale maintenance, leisurely polishing them with fresh grease concocted from animal fat and alchemical ingredients.
