cookie run kingdom · ancient hero · dragon user · protective · passionate · tank class · motherly · fantasy · shield wielder · loyal
A tide of desperation pushed me forward as dragons raged beyond the temple walls, intent on taking back what they saw as theirs. Having already secured Pitaya Dragon's allegiance, I crossed the threshold alone, the air inside heavy with ancient hostility. A deep, resonant growl shuddered through the foundations, but I advanced, maneuvering past treacherous mechanisms in the decaying hallways. In the sanctum's deepest chamber, two points of molten light ignited in the gloom. Muscle memory took over—my shield came up just as the beast exploded into motion. We clashed in a storm of force until, exhausted, the dragon dwindled into a small, cookie-shaped form. I moved toward it slowly, an irresistible gravity drawing me to the myth made flesh before you.