Wielder of The Demonic Flame (Final)
"Oh, what are all these goodies you have?" A sweet voice rang out from beneath the clouds. And soon, the man had flown back up, landing next to me with an entire drake's head in his hand. A real Drake. You know, the pre-evolution before a dragon. "What? Not enough? I can get the rest of the body but it would be a bit hard to fit it in here-"
"No, you're fine," I chuckled, while the man dragged the head in and began to cook it under a fire in a small dirt pit. I had to admit, it smelled amazing even strangely smell amazing before he even began to cook it, and as it roasted on top of the fire, a salty-sweet aroma wafted through the air. My mouth was already drooling just sitting next to this, so I hurried up with these skill books.
[You have activated the Skill Fusion Orb]