Douluo Dalu: The Gilded Illusionary Dragon

[Douluo + Glazed Dragon + Offensive Combat Specialist] The setting sun, red as blood, spilled across the desolate village. Weeds as tall as a person grew among the crumbling walls, their leaves rustling in the wind like the final sobs of this dead village.

Ling'er stood in the open ground at the village's center. Her pale golden hair stirred in the breeze, and the gemstone of the Glazed Illusory Dragon Heart on her forehead reflected the sunset. The light was warm, yet somehow carried a bone-deep chill. She wore a dragon-scale gown of gilded gold and creamy white. A close-fitting, gold-embroidered bodice accentuated her curves, while the diamonds and dragon patterns shimmered in the light. The openwork metal ornaments on her shoulders and arms swayed gently with each breath. Beneath her asymmetrical short skirt, gilded boots pressed into the cracked earth. The dragon-scale patterns and chains clinked softly, a curious contrast to her still, composed air.