The woman beside him cast a questioning glance, and Wadey said to the disheveled figure crawling out, "That's Aerygon."
"Isn't he from the Dragon Clan? Who's fighting with the Dragon Clan?" the woman exclaimed in surprise.
Wadey frowned, then focused his gaze on the two sides continuously striking each other in the midst of the dust, his eyes suddenly widening, Fu Lei?
...
The hall was filled with dust.
The silver-haired girl was surrounded by flashes of Thunderbolt, her gaze sweeping over the four people opposite, her voice icy, "Dragon Scales showing beneath the skin is a sign of having taken the Demon Dragon Potion, what more is there to say?"
Fang Hao shook his head, also looking at the girl, "So what if I have?"
As they spoke, Fang Hao took out weapons, distributing them among the others.
Demitrija, even less talkative.