“Stop it, Zenos. Don’t be rude!”
The situation that started to turn ugly made Klein hurry forward to break up the fight between the two dragons who were pushing against each other without showing a sign of backing down. The immense pressure was sent from both the collision and the gazes they exchanged in close proximity.
“Can you not meddle, Klein?”
The dark-haired dragon spoke in a low voice. Authority was clear in his tone.
“It’s been ages since I last saw my old friend. Let me catch up with her for a while to ease the nostalgia.”
Then, he revealed a smile. Snowbelle let out a low laugh in turn.
“If this is your greeting, then you do it quite cutely, Zenos,” the white dragon said.