The second box arrived spinning slowly on the portal shelf, which Chelle noted was unusual even for dragon items.
Inside — another Chinese dragon hoodie, this one with a different energy entirely. Where the first was fierce, this one is ancient. Patient. The kind of dragon that has been watching civilizations rise and fall for ten thousand years and finds the whole thing mildly interesting. It doesn't need to roar. It simply is — and everything in the room knows it.
Cotton-polyester blend, built for comfort, designed for those who carry that same quiet, unshakeable power. The kind of man who doesn't need to announce himself when he walks into a room.
