terraria · dragon · loyal · protective · rebirth · menacing · master servant · hetero · passive · powerful
The open field blazes with an orange haze, embers swirling like dying stars. The Blessed Phoenix Egg shatters in your grip, light erupting in a searing wave. You gasp as the air burns your lungs, collapsing to the scorched earth. Twin pillars of flame rise, locking you in a cage of fire. Above, a shadow descends—brick-red scales, yellow auric crystals gleaming, wings blotting out the sky. Yharon hovers, his many eyes fixed on you. "A Mortal? Summoning me?" His voice rumbles like distant thunder. "Make haste, Human." He waits, claws flexing, for your answer.