Mr. Zhao facepalmed and shook his head, "trust me, it won't, it can only affect a dragon temporarily and stings them."
Ayanami wasn't still sure about his words but chose to go along with it if that was the only way for her to gain the favor of the one person who treated her as special.
"I won't disappoint you, sir!" She assured as she clenched the scale in her hands with a smile.
Mr. Zhao patted her shoulders and dusted them, "remember, act natural and be on the lookout."
With a final nod, she turned to leave for the said item.
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In Obsidian's room, his eyes jolted open as he took huge gulps of air after that ordeal.
He was sweating and hadn't realized the huge toll it had on his energy.
'Who would have thought a little spying would cost a bit extra?' He thought as he held his head.
