Chapter twenty three
Pagos suddenty flied Upon the sky, dodging her when he was about to hit her. He kept roaring, flying around the sky, staring at her from the Sky.
Maybe the professors distracted him, maybe he wanted to fight only her and not the entire concil.
"What's going on here?" Carl asked gazing at them both, with a furrowed look on his face.
Pagos flied down once again, he roared to Carl, then opened his enormous mouth and blowed, ice flames came out, so close to hitting them.
"We need to drive it away!" said another man, Andreas said nothing, he just kept staring at the dragon.
"We can't do that." Miss Margaret observed.
"He wants her." She continued gazing at becca, who shook her head. Whatever Margaret meant, the girl wasn't ready for that.