Tuffle Dragon Ball Novels & Stories

I didn't need to ask what kind of dragon he was. "That's Tinderflare The Ash Maker, and he's just upset that he can't control his flames," Drizzle explained. "He is terrified of hurting you. You see, every time he opens his mouth, flames come out." "I see," I replied. I decided to leave him be. I knew he would come to me when he was ready. "So isn't there supposed to be five of you?"

“What should I call you?” “Duke Slow.” “But you’re my father.” “You spoiled little brat.” Kevin smiled at his dad. “Come at me you slimy scaly snake!” The scaly serpent charged at Duke Slow. Spitting out venom, to paralyze him. “You slimy little vermin!” shouted Duke Slow. He summoned out his spiritual power, the tortoise. Emerging from the spell came an ancient looking turtle. It have a long black tail that is full of spikes and poison. “Turtle’s shell!” commanded Duke Slow. The Turtle’s shell came and shielded against the venom.