"I do not know what you are saying, Spirit. Can you elaborate more on this man you called Grim Reaper?" The earth-dragon tilted his head.
Despite his humongous size, the dragon was not adorable to look at. The beast had a terrifying look carved on its face, especially when it moved its head to the side. It almost looked like the earth-dragon wanted to eat us, but kept us alive for the time being.
I snapped my fingers and broke the two out from their conversation. The banshee stepped aside and let me in with their talk. I moved forward and directed my gaze at the mythical figure.
"We will let you live under one condition," I said.
"What is that?" the earth-dragon replied.
"Help us find the grim reaper, which is that banshee's husband, and burrow us through once we are done finding him."