"How can he have those golden eyes? There is no way that he is the True Dragon King, if he is my Master, he should be able to recognize me." The Silver Dragon figure stared doubtfully at the back of the black haired man who was walking out of the Labyrinth.
She was still curious about the man who had managed to touch the Cursed Sword and absorb it. Whereas only the True Dragon King could touch the cursed weapon that her had guarded for over 1000 years.
She was quite astonished by the man's abilities, even though she, who was assigned to guard the cursed weapon, could never touch it and could only see the cursed weapon in the form of a lump of black aura.