"What kind of bullshit are you talking about? Bret, you really believe in superstitious stuff?" Blake asked. Although did say this, he was actually hoping he did not really jinx them.
"I would not have if it was not for the fact that magic and all the myths and legends of old suddenly became true! If I do not believe in it now then what should I believe in?" Bret asked back. Blake nodded. He could not argue with that since it was a fact, after all.
"Well… let's just hope we do not meet any dragonic," Blake replied with a smile causing Bret's face to sink.
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Half a day later…..
"Blake you bastard!" Bret yelled out as he and everyone else was running for their lives.
"At least it wasn't a dragonic!" Blake let out a laugh as he jogged next to the others. Behind them was a wyvern and a drake chasing after them. He actually found this pretty amusing.
