Upon witnessing this scene, Stieg couldn't care about anything else, sidling up with a fawning smile on his dragon face, sticky saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth: "Miss Misha, you truly are the proxy of the Master..."
"You're wrong, this isn't my doing, but thanks to the grace of the Master." Misha gently shook her head and pointed to the sky.
After regaining control of her body, Misha was particularly excited, her heart pounding — being controlled by the great Ashen Empire's Emperor was undoubtedly something to be proud of, a matter of utmost honor.
After briefly calming herself, Misha looked at the distant dwarf remnants and couldn't help but sigh, "This is the powerful might of my Master, even a mere thought descending can unleash such terrifying power..."
"Indeed."
Stieg flapped his wings and wagged his tail, echoing beside Misha.
