"Green Dragon Lord, this is where our master resides. Are you sure you want to challenge our master?" Under the pressure of the green dragon, the green-skinned beastman chieftain submitted, reluctantly becoming a tour guide.
Showing fealty in front of a dragon is meaningless - neither his master would remember his loyalty, nor would the green dragon hold him in higher esteem because of it.
So, for the sake of his own life and the safety of his tribe, he was content just to guide the dragon. After all, it was not hard to find his master's dwelling, as it was an active volcano still spewing black smoke.
"An adolescent red dragon, how much wealth can it amass?" The green dragon, Bill, no longer cared about the beastman chieftain by his side. His eyes shone brightly as he inspected the volcano.