บท 517: A draconic challenger.

Zaleria grabbed the paste and laid it beside the bond. She slowly got in causing the water to start boiling. She would have needed to get the crocodiles out anyway, if she didn't they would have boiled to death.

She slowly started washing her scales with the paste, scrubbing her wings and neck. She was surprisingly clean despite hunting in the wild. Her flames always burned all blood and dirt from her body, which is why she smelled of sulfur and pumice.

She then cocked her head to the side, her heart can be heard beating loudly. There was still some time until Cain. This one wasn't him, it was another one who entered her lair.

She immediately got out of the water. Her body was covered with a blanket of mist as the water evaporated from her scales causing them to shine brightly under the sun.