Anila's POV

"Hiss, it's so itchy." The places where scales grew were both painful and itchy. I scratched off a piece.

"So, this is a dragon scale... I've lived to this age, and to think I can see something so precious." Granny Lucy was excited. Soon, my skin returned to its original state.

The transparent scale emitted a silver light, like a moon descending.

Oberly seemed to see a treasure. His eyes widened, wanting to pick it up, but a force bounced him back.

"Why is this happening?" Oberly didn't understand why he couldn't pick it up.

"Dragon scales are so precious. Only the person herself can pick them up....