"Ah..." Watching the Flame King Dragon fly away overhead without a sound, Lann was amazed and mused, "Because he got carried away eating gunpowder, he got a harsh lesson from his wife."
"Got a harsh lesson from his wife, meow~"
Rong Buqiu also looked up and absent-mindedly agreed.
Then, the person and the cat simultaneously shook their heads, putting aside the jumbled thoughts in their minds.
In the center of the arena's sunken terrain, the Flame Princess Dragon lowered its body, assuming a fighting stance, and approached Wende with bared teeth.
Immediately, Lann and Rong Buqiu stopped cautiously hiding.
Together, they pressed down on the trigger lever of the [Dragon Strike Spear], quickly moving the sturdy, thigh-thick rod.
"Boom," the sound of the large machinery operating under the rocks started to resonate.
Soon, from the vertical rock walls in the arena's sunken terrain, a metallic friction sound began to emerge from two dark holes.
