"If Hill and the rest also successfully catch prey, as the Big Brother, it shouldn't be too much for me to take a little from each Dragon, right?"
The young garen muttered softly.
As he spoke, the young garen flapped his short dragon wings and continued to fly into the sky, using the wide vision in the sky to search for prey.
However, at this moment, a heavy breathing sound came from behind the young garen.
What followed was a terrifying sense of oppression that made his heart palpitate so much that he could barely breathe. The young garen's throat rolled, and he swallowed with difficulty. He froze on the spot, not daring to move for a while because he was afraid of the creature behind him.
"White Dragon Maiden! Please save the child!"
The young garen shouted in his heart.
