Crack,
Blood spattered, dyeing the adult Gray Dragon's fangs red, and also dyeing the Juvenile Blue Dragon Sesha's cheeks.
This fierce Blue Dragon whelp actually froze for a moment at this time.
The landed Gray Dragon Naka's four limbs sank slightly, as if recalling its innate instinct to fly; its huge wings slowly spread open, just about to pounce up again.
"Damn big guy, over here," a young man's figure appeared at the second-floor window of a building by the street. He drew his Bow and Arrow and loosed the string in his hand.
Whoosh,
The Arrow shot toward Gray Dragon Naka, but a mortal's Arrow only clanged against the fine Scales on Gray Dragon Naka's closed eyelids.
"Go, go, you little Dragon, hurry and go, find those powerful Giant Dragon Lords," the young man gripped the Steel Fork he used for hunting Beasts, vaulted out from the second-floor window, and faced this adult Giant Dragon whose thigh was almost thicker than his body.
