Bahumat
A small group of people ran around the small green valley as a deafening roar shook the place. They were all carrying assorted weapons but their attention was focused mainly on the mouth of the wooded valley were crashing noises could be heard. As they reached half way down they spilt up, encircling the place with military precision. One girl broke off to a circle created with flame and stone fixed at the very end of the valley. Once there she grabbed up a book and took up her position. The other ran into their assigned places along the stretch of the area from the mouth leading down to the circle. At once the ones nearest the edge began calling out something that sounded like taunts but were not in any recognisable language. The distant roars grew louder and nearer as more of the team began calling. When one roar echoed almost on top of them they all immediately fell back around the circle and continued the jeers.
At the green mouth of the sunlit valley appeared a monster. It was very tall, but thin and lithe with wings that exceeded what was required to support the body providing extra speed and agility. Black scales gleamed on the dragon's thin back and a long tail flicked back and forth behind it. It's eyes were a glowing yellow and a thin layer of skin made a small black curved frill where horns would normally have been. Its mouth was pulled back to reveal sharp fangs. The wings drew back as it began a streamlined but fast glide towards the assembled people.
The girl began reading quickly the Cetran words of the book. With every sentence the dragon king neared howling with rage. The girl refused to hurry over the words lest they should fail. The dragon reared as it approached them so not to overshoot its target, as it did so its dark shadow fell across the valley. It lifted its head on its thin spiked neck to plunge down on top of them, the instant it did the words were completed. As its downward lunge began it became rapidly smaller glowing in green light until with a flash it disappeared.
Its shadow left the valley and all that happened was a single glowing blood red orb of Materia dropped at the feet of the assembled team in the circle. One of the men stooped down to pick it up in his hand. After giving it a quick examination he laughed.
"The great and wild dragon king is now a lowly summon monster."
The girl who'd read the words reached over and took it from him. And rolled the orb in her hand.
"Welcome Bahumat. You are the first and a powerful first you are."