Arahon and Harrtugg Naaw turned into their humanoid figures. Walking out as a large dragon was too striking and didn't serve any purpose for the current situation.
"Before we tackle the problem above, we should take a look at the status of the beasts under you.", Arahon suggested.
Demonic invasions like the thing happening above weren't a joking matter. Even monarch-level beasts like them wouldn't stand a chance if they arrogantly ignore the threat of demonic beasts pouring endlessly from the crack above.
"It seems like most of them have been afflicted of the demonic essence corruption as well. My gut tells me that it was all your doing…?"
Harrtugg Naaw let out a cold snort. Unlike Arahon who liked to exhibit his naked and scaled body to everyone, the frost dragon wore a thick white coat made from the hide of a frostal polar war bear.
