Doubt and fear began to torment Ivan's heart as he pondered the path ahead.
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"By the way, Luan, what is your current strength?" Nora asked, observing him. Noticing a small smile on his lips, her heart started to beat faster.
"It's nothing big... 'Just' the strength of 80 dragons," Luan replied with a slight smile.
"...Just, huh. I might consider that modest if it were someone else, but you, hehehee~", Nora laughed. Her giggles echoed throughout the clan.
This surprised the enemies. Although they couldn't hear the conversation, Nora's demeanor made it clear that she was having a great time. After all, her shoulders shook as she laughed.
Had they heard Luan's words, they might think he was tough to handle, but just that, since some of them had strength surpassing 80 dragons.
"Luan," continued Nora, "shall we start now, or would you prefer to prepare first?"
