the rebirth of dragons
They must be fantastical things, for all of their horror and gruesomeness. What the world must look like from their backs! They can glide over the steepest of mountains with just the beating of their wings; can cross the most tumultuous seas without fear of drowning in the crashing waves. They could chart every corner of the unknown world, yet they are being used as, as, as weapons! Their masters are ignorant fools. Such astounding creatures are utterly wasted on pitiful mortal whims.