"Ned, protect the Guild members and the city."
Ned remembered Idan's words and, without hesitation, rushed in pursuit of the sphere, ignoring the Guardian of Light.
She, diving down, noticed that Ned was rushing after the sphere, grinned and, gaining speed, rushed towards the blond-haired Ned, who pinned the Dark Dragon to the ground.
"Graaaaa!" the guy growled, writhing in pain as lightning struck his body nonstop. His dark eyes were bloodshot, staring at Ned's smiling face, as if imprinting his image in his memory.
"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you," he began to repeat to himself. If it wasn't for the appearance of a small creature crashing into the priest and the fact that the dragon's power was coming from him, he wouldn't have ended up in this state.
He couldn't even transform into his true form to vent all his anger.
