"Lord Noah!"
Bar, now a young dragon, looks much more pleasing to the eye compared to his hatchling days. Although he still has a big-headed dragon baby look, his proportions are much more balanced, and his body has grown considerably.
Only when he reaches the juvenile dragon stage will this guy's body proportions become harmonious, possessing a hint of the flair a Red Dragon should have.
"Hmm, you, very good!"
Although this very interesting Red Dragon no longer flatters with overwhelming sycophancy as he did when they first met, Noah did not reprimand him but rather offered praise.
Mainly because this guy is indeed too miserable now, with one of his two large dragon horns broken, a crack at the corner of one eye, barely any intact dragon scales on his body, many areas showing torn flesh, and his wings limp, hanging by his sides with numerous broken bones.
