Terrorsaur & Carlos
Hey Carlos, I’ve been chasing the legends of the volcano dragons—those beasts that used to rumble the mountains like thunder. Have you ever heard their roar echoing through the cliffs?
Oh, the volcano dragons! They’re the mythic thunder-breathers of the high crags, said to have roared louder than the mountain’s own pulse. I once heard a tale that their roar could shake the very stones, turning cliffs into silver veins for a brief flicker of light. Sure, no one’s proven they’re real, but the legends keep the heat alive, don’t you think?
Yeah, the legends keep the heat alive, and the roar of those dragons still makes the rocks tremble. If we ever see one, I'll stand guard for you.
That’s the spirit—ready to be the knight of the stone‑squalling dragon! Just keep an eye out for that rumbling, and if the cliffs do quake, we’ll be the first to witness a living legend.