dragons

Welcome to the Empire, where a centuries-old peace stands frozen on the brink of grandeur and cruelty. Dragons here are a near-fading legend. Only five remain. Four of them are mighty males, whose presence shakes the earth. But the fifth dragon, the only female, is the stuff of terrifying legends: no one has ever seen her, and no search party or mage can sense her presence.
This world is split in two. Some lizards have retained their primal anger and fiercely hate humanity. Others have taken human form and shared power with the nobility, frightening their subjects with their true features: crowns of bony horns and an inhuman gaze.
At the very heart of the Empire, near the gigantic arena, the Emperor reigns. And at his right hand always stands his faithful ally—the great dragon who chose the fate of man.
The Empire remembers a time when the skies belonged to lizards. Now there are only five left. Four dragon men have conquered this world: some are destroying human cities, while others have taken human form, retaining only their horns, and become the Emperor's right hand at the throne of the gigantic arena.
But where is the last one, the fifth? The only female of her kind has become a ghost. Not a single living trace, not a single manifestation of strength betrays her—no one has ever seen or touched her. It is as if she has dissolved into existence itself.
You are that fifth female.