Novel & Cerita Dragon Anatomy Reference

"Holy..." The snake recovered, enraged. It struck at Olivia, its mouth wide enough to swallow her whole. Olivia didn't dodge. She flew into the strike. She caught the upper and lower jaws of the Titan with her bare hands. She hung there in mid-air, a tiny figure holding the mouth of a dragon open. Her arms didn't shake. Her face didn't show strain. The white light in her eyes intensified. "Jaw structure: Calcium-Carbonate composite," Olivia analyzed aloud. "Weakness: Fulcrum point."

The dragon roared in both pain and anger, snapping its melting noseband and shattering it into hailstones that plummeted to the ground. Temujin silently prayed that he was right. As a general rule, the heart of an elongated dragon lay about one third to one fourth of its body length down from its head. The only exception to this rule was the Ōmukade or Centipede Dragon of the Southlands, which had a tubular heart that stretched through each body segment.

Arth yelled with all the breath he had as he stopped between Lucas and the beast, extending both arms to the side. Surprisingly, the dragon closed its glowing mouth, then its head glanced down towards Arth, studying him for a long moment. Amidst the terrifying silence, Arth could hear his heart jumping wildly against his chest. He swallowed hard the lump on his throat while he looked up at Draphiron’s face. He had never realized until now that it only had one eye open, as the other one was gone.

"What do you mean by No?" Nyra asked with anger. Drake can pull her easily out of the pit. He is an orange dragon. His human strength will also be much higher than any other beings out there. He can easily kill a werewolf, Vampire, or any others in his human form. Pulling her from that pit is a child's play for him. But she doesn't know that. Her interaction with Dragons is Nill, so she doesn't know about their abilities and strength.

it rumbled. The copper-colored slanted pupil eyes that matched her scales stared at Isabelle for a long time and made it feel like ants danced along her skin. “I think not. Wait outside the chamber if you must, but you will not like our discussion.” With a snapping of teeth that made Isabelle jump, the first dragon turned and scraped its body out of the opening and stomped away. “I’m D'Kohralx Vorian Churgo Desmonda.”

“Layana…” “I’m ok, Drakayaan, obey Declan,” she said to the dragon who whipped his head back and looked at Declan, their eyes met - flaming red against crackling grey as Declan’s powers surfaced. The two stared off for a second before Drakayaan whipped his head around once again. Layana carefully transferred herself onto the slimmer and longer body of Dragina stroking her scales before she whipped into the sky. Declan smirked watching Layana on her silvery dragon. She looked at him smiling

“We will discuss this later.” She motioned for her soldiers to follow her and headed in the direction of the sounds. When they came upon the large room, the vampires and the werewolf were still bent over while Chloe lay in a heap between them. Verona’s eyes went fiery red at the sight of a half-dozen dragons filling up the room. Her voice was rich with hostility as she hissed, “You dare step foot in Meta territory?” “Spare me,” Myriana said as she set fire to Verona with her breath.

Clods of earth flew through the gaps in the closed jaws, and a dead light flashed high in the sky, flickering in the eye sockets. The gigantic skeleton twitched, freed the knuckles of its front paws, topped with curved claws, from the ground, and suddenly rose from its place into the air. Vic watched with wide eyes as the dead dragon jumped out of the rift. The skeleton of the body flashed before my eyes, a long ridge, turning into the vertebrae of the tail, powerful bones of the hind legs, and on the sides the bone plates of the wings thrashed the air. But the dragon did not take off, it hovered over the lake for one long moment, and then with its whole mass fell on the forest.

I asked in disbelief. “That's a dragon secret,” Drago said and I looked at him with a frown. “Our scales have healing properties of their own, among them are anti-inflammatory properties. That's why we don't seek medical help in our dragon form unless we're seriously injured.” “Wow.” I looked at the cup of tea and finished drinking it all. I felt much better and helped clean up the remains of dirty junk in the kitchen, then we went out as Connor came in with three birds holding leaves for contraceptive tonic.

When the Ouroboros saw the terrifying beast settle on the mountain, Drakora—skinny and critical—was brought to the scene. They all stood at a safe distance, terrified in their frozen forms. The dragon opened its mouth, letting Arianna’s frame roll out gently onto the floor. Then it lifted its head to the sky and let out a powerful roar. ••••••••• Present. “So it brought her here?” Lylah couldn’t close her mouth. “Yes,” Drakora replied, both of them staring at the formidable creature’s head in the shadows, protectively, beside the heartrobe that held Arianna.