In the sky, two dragon souls were flying and conversing, becoming more familiar with each other after a bit of bickering.
Griffin had already seen the petrified giant dragon and confirmed that it was an ancient black dragon several thousand years old, and she even knew the name of this black dragon.
"Graham, the most brutal black dragon, it hates the undead, attacking the empire's public cemeteries daily, and was captured by Your Majesty," Griffin said.
She paused, still somewhat disbelieving, and asked, "Such a complete body, are you really giving it to me?"
"The lord said so, he wants to find a soul that can drive such a form, your soul strength is enough, it depends on whether the lord is willing to give it to you," Abuke said.
Griffin furrowed her brow, somewhat reluctantly, "This body belongs to you, why does it matter if they are willing? Don't you just have to agree?"
Looking at her as if she were a child, Abuke said, "If you had been beaten up, you wouldn't say that."
