"Sir," muttered Edna who was surprised to find herself sitting on the back of a different dragon.
Maximilian flew much faster than Luca. The man dived sharply upwards, forcing Edna to hold tighter on the horns on the dragon's back. The girl closed her eyes when dark black clouds came into view.
After breaking through the black clouds, Maximillian spread his wings again and flew steadily. Edna opened her eyes and saw how the dazzling sun greeted them so beautifully.
The sun felt much bigger in front of her, but Edna didn't feel hot at all. She felt a familiar warmth instead. Where did she feel the warmth? It seemed she had been feeling it lately.
Ah, Edna remembered! It was the same warmth that blazed when the Westfall basement mysteriously caught on fire. A heat that was so ancient and powerful. Something that wasn't from their world.