Other dragons are bastards. I moved out of my mother's cave after my mother tried to rip my guts out.Granted, I had trie — Zen Cho, Spirits Abroad
Other dragons are bastards. I moved out of my mother's cave after my mother tried to rip my guts out.Granted, I had trie — Zen Cho, Spirits Abroad
Other dragons are bastards. I moved out of my mother's cave after my mother tried to rip my guts out.Granted, I had trie — Zen Cho, Spirits Abroad
Other dragons are bastards. I moved out of my mother's cave after my mother tried to rip my guts out.Granted, I had trie — Zen Cho, Spirits Abroad
Other dragons are bastards. I moved out of my mother's cave after my mother tried to rip my guts out.Granted, I had trie — Zen Cho, Spirits Abroad
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Other dragons are bastards. I moved out of my mother's cave after my mother tried to rip my guts out.Granted, I had tried to steal her Tiara of Clairvoyance.

— Zen Cho, Spirits Abroad
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