"I know it might come as a surprise but..."
The monster turned its head and stopped talking, realizing that the black-haired man was no longer there.
Instead, he had already taken a seat on his back, securely holding the terrified young human who looked as if they did not like the idea of mounting a dragon.
"I know what you are talking about, I already killed like three of the infected creatures. I also know what is the identity of the entity you talk about. Take us to her highness."
Zoemi declared, patting the dragon's back as if it was a trusted steed, and motioned toward the sky.
"Nothing phases you, huh...? As expected of the Unbreakable! ONWARDS!"
Nexivroh roared with contentment before smacking the ground with its two sets of wings and rushing into the air while Alan was doing his best not to bite off his own tongue.
"H-how are you not scared...?! We are so high up! What if we slip and fall?!"