"Go on, when you get there, I'll appear at the right time,"
Karon habitually curled his flexible body, placing his long tail under his chin, contentedly enjoying the flattery of Pikku Little Elf Riven while instructing Green Dragon Antajena.
He had regained the perception of the Dragon Descendant's presence, restoring their link, as he flipped through the connected memories of consciousness.
He didn't even need to leave personally; if Green Dragon encountered trouble, the Dragon Descendant could lend a hand before returning to Karon.
His abilities were hardly a secret from these Giant Dragon companions he spent every day with; there was no need to deliberately hide his power.
And the willingness of these dragons to actively do things for the Dragon Group deserves praise; the inherent chaos and brutal conquest desires in the bloodline of the Five-Color Dragons are innate traits that exist from birth, impossible to eradicate.
