The black aura enveloped a gray-tailed goat, which looked simple and cute on the outside, its bright black eyes occasionally flashing with a cunning glint.
Dudor.
Dudor the Third.
Ronan summoned it forth, Dudor the Third's greatest skills are escape and survival, in such extremely harsh conditions, without a map, and eager to quickly find a way out, having Dudor the Third take on this task is more than suitable.
With the soul guidance of Alazan, Ronan felt quite certain.
Once Dudor the Third appeared, it approached Ronan with great affection, rubbing its fluffy little head against his pant leg repeatedly.
Ronan took out some spare metal materials to feed it as food, gently stroking the metal wool under its neck, trying to communicate with it using his consciousness.
After he summoned Dudor the Third, Alazan unexpectedly became quiet.
