"So you just ran into a bout of bad luck…." Blake sighed. Things like this were bound to happen, but the idea of a dragon being in the area did not sit right with him. "Lillia…."
"Already checked the surroundings, and there is nothing. It probably moved on after its baby died. But still, to take down a baby dragon with only your current strength, not bad at all." Lillia praised. She really was impressed with their ability to take down a baby dragon with a single gun and strength alone.
"You praise me too much. I just got lucky and shot it in the brain through the eye." Robert did feel like he did anything impressive after all, it was a baby. It was nothing compared to the wyvern that Blake had lying dead on the ground when they first met.
"Well, you were lucky that we showed up in time. I was actually on my way here to come and bring you three to a safer place." Blake said as he checked Robert over for any other wounds.
