Zog had once considered using Dragon Beasts for freight transport. However, after some experiments, he found they had no advantage over short distances and weren't cost-effective for long ones, so he had to shelve the idea.
He'd never seen anyone run like this White Dragon.
"Are you tired?"
"Not at all."
"You've still got almost three hundred kilometers to your destination. Are you sure you can make it all the way?"
"Three hundred kilometers... how far is that?"
"It means you'll probably have to run for another four or five hours."
"I can make it. I can run like this all day long!" the White Dragon answered confidently.
Zog almost lost his composure. 'Is this White Dragon running on patriotism or something?'
"Are you sure?"
"Of course."
"Have you been a great runner since you were little?"
"No. We... can all... run like this."
Zog was stunned. 'What in the world? Since when do young adult Dragons have this much stamina?'
