As twilight deepened, Ronin had Carlos find a deserted mountain forest to land in.
THUD!
The Giant Dragon released its sharp claws, casually tossing Warwick, whom it had been carrying the entire way, onto the ground.
Warwick, his heart already shrouded in fear, finally got a clear look at the full form of the monster that had captured him. That single glance sent a chill down his spine, as if he had been plunged into an icy abyss.
"Wh-what kind of Magical Beast is this!"
He had seen his fair share of Magical Beasts, but he had never encountered one so enormous, so ferocious, so terrifying that it shook him to his very core.
Its eyes, in particular, were chillingly devoid of any emotion.
"His name is Carlos. He's a Giant Dragon," Ronin said, offering the information.
"A D-Dragon?"
Dense beads of sweat broke out on Warwick's forehead. 'Do things like dragons really exist?'
He didn't dare to ask, because his intuition told him that the creature before him truly was a dragon.
