THE DRAGON DESCENDANT

e country, he had long grown accustomed to the dazed looks. Nonetheless, he remained remarkably delusional that they only stared because of his amazing appearance. Not once did he appear bothered

he goggled so much his eyes hurt. Everything in Glass City easily amazed him, from a golden retrieve

olding the board was perfectly suited up in a ‘decent CEO’ kind of way. His shoes polished so black and shiny that they glinted blindingly in the evening glare. However, that did not draw away the fact that he had no single ha

s face, Michael accosted cheerfully, “Mr.

bly, he did not seem interested in whatever the young man in front of him wa

ore” Michael smiled cynically as he dropped his bag. His eyes ca

rew deeper, laced with unm

erposed after realizing that the well-dressed ma

o toes. His eyes lingered on his feet for a few seco

in a much softer tone, his

t you have my picture or something? O

ly retrieved his phone from his coat. He darted

didn’t recognize you sooner”

the man for quite a while, visi

e almost

ha

t you reco

t lost in the man’s mouth, restraining him

wha

igured it woul

lit up in apprehens

-y

to disappoint

ked up Michael’s bag “I’m Reigns, Samuel R

the subterranean parking levels

never been in a city b

, yes” Samuel chuckl

these stares, it’s like I had

ads or a tail” Samuel paused by a mirror and directe

e was auditioning to be the actor in ‘the first man who invented fire’ movie. His long black hair, roughly combed to incompletion, resembled a raccoon’s nest. His attire, a tight br

chael’s figure sagged “master wo

d that bulge on your tight shorts. Don’t

e just gett

er the young man had any bit of self-respect or dignity left in him. He had travelled for miles looking