Under the gradually deepening night, as the Red Iron Dragon tossed, the entire supergravity field constantly echoed with a deep rumble.
While Galos focused on his training, the gaze of the Red Silver Dragon slid inch by inch over the rise and fall, the bulging muscles, a physique as robust as if cast from steel. The scales on her body again tingled with a feeling of itchiness and numbness, her tail unconsciously tensed slightly.
"So hot."
The Red Silver Dragon inexplicably felt somewhat restless, her gaze nearly glued to Galos.
"I'm dying, I'm dying."
The Elf Dragon appeared before the Red Silver Dragon, blocking her view, interrupting her wild thoughts.
"I think I'm dying, save me."
The Elf Dragon said mournfully.
The Red Silver Dragon caught hold of her, swiftly twisted her skewed head back to the right position, then waved her claw: "Don't block my view, mmm... I'm watching how Galos is training."
She touched her own head and neck.
