Almost as soon as David's voice fell, the divine power mark on his right claw suddenly lit up.
Then he felt as if an invisible claw, just the right size, had grabbed him, pulling him straight up towards the endlessly steep Dragon Cliffs.
"You've got to be kidding me!"
To be honest, in that instant, David was somewhat baffled. Exhausted to the extreme, he had braced himself for the beginning of a long journey, even imagining facing pursuit from devils from the Bronze Citadel and encountering difficulties from Chromatic Dragons of different factions than his ancestor Red Dragon Ephelomon, among other things.
But the instant the divine mark lit up, the scene changed abruptly. It was like he had just arrived at the luxurious home of his mother, the CEO, and didn't even have time to press the doorbell before he was enthusiastically pulled in by the prepared host.
