The warrior saw the huge convoy in front of him and began to shout: "Help! Please help me!"
The magic dragon also noticed the huge steel convoy and roared.
Tom waved his hand, and the weapons mounted atop the truck began to lock onto their targets.
The dragon stopped in mid-air. "Pitiful human," it spoke in a world-rumbling, and extraordinarily deep voice.
"Oh, you can talk?" Tom raised an eyebrow.
"That warrior tried to kill me. It is in my right to do what he about to do to me. If you wish to interfere, then be prepared to face my wrath."
Aldred scanned the dragon with his godly eyes again:
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[Zastor Throastadammovik]
Level: 139
Power: Force Claw, Spell Thief, Spatial Mastery, Dragon Force…