The cave remained in the same state they had seen before. Under the flickering light of the torch, around the rock walls, one could clearly see some traces of gold melted by dragon fire, dully black and stuck tightly together with the rock. But when the firelight swept across, it weakly reflected an enchanting sparkle.
Upon arriving here, the entire Black Dragon became unusually excited, his golden eyes shining brightly like headlights. He ran around busily, touching here, sniffing there, his tail wagging furiously. Taking advantage of the moment Jasmine was talking to Irving and not paying attention, he used his sharp claws to pry a fist-sized chunk of gold-studded rock off the wall and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
