"This is way too fat!"
Noah, reminding himself repeatedly in his heart, knew that these Ancestors appearing before him were in all likelihood still alive and might react to his words or any irreverent thoughts. However, when the Golden Dragon saw the plump, round Ancestor before him, a thought surged forth just as the apparition was about to disappear.
"?"
The golden-yellow meatball, which was about to vanish, suddenly became clearer, and the majestic dragon head embedded in it gazed at Noah for a long moment, as if trying to remember this slightly disrespectful little dragon.
"I've been cursed!"
"This isn't my true form!"
Two blurry thoughts drifted into Noah's consciousness just as he was sweating nervously and feeling somewhat uneasy. In the next moment, this colossal golden meatball, as large as a heavenly body, disappeared from Noah's sight.
"Oh my, it's really alive!"
