When he entered the dungeon, his eyes were blood red, his claws had not returned to his human form, and judging by their roars, his anger was still not gone. Mel couldn't rest until he was lost in the darkness, not sure if he was angry at his inadequacy or the betraying Earth Dragon's feelings, but by evening his name was mentioned in another part of the Far Circle.
"Tell me what you saw, don't miss the smallest detail!"
Inside the room at the corner of the one-story building surrounded by high walls were two people. One was a woman, sitting in a large armchair placed on the only carpet in the wood-floored room, her dark skin glowing in the moonlight streaming through the window.
The other person was male, wearing a Red Claw Academy fighter uniform with dried bloodstains, and only dared to look down while on one knee. There was beauty in front of him that would be a tremendous spectacle for a man, but he did not change his posture even as he answered.
