Cole gave Garudon an impassive look, there was still a feeling of suppression on him from the dragon, but it was weaker than the first time they met, a lot more weaker. Even then Cole had not been afraid of the dragon, but now, there was almost no reaction from him as he faced the dragon.
Garudon was dragging a sheathed but ornate looking gold and red sword. The dragon slowly pulled it out and took a stance, whilst looking at Cole. Cole chuckled, he had thought the dragon was just a prideful and unreasonable supernatural creature driven solely by his greed. But a sword stance, one that was looking eerily familiar as he held his scabbard in a reverse grip and the sword drawn back, hilt to the chest and blade pointed outwards.
"Is that [Black Demons Swordsmanship]?" Cole asked out loud in real shock as Peronico shouted art him, clasping hands with two of his wives and completing a massive net like circle of Gnomes.
