"Hello, everyone," Adeline spoke as she hopped out of the bushes and stood beside Anon with a smile on her face.
"A DRAGON..." Suddenly, a soldier shouted from the back of the crowd.
"Soldiers, take your positions," Dome shouted.
Immediately, all the soldiers standing behind Dome pointed their weapons at Adeline.
"Soldiers, Att-" Before Dome could say anything else, a sickle was being pointed at his throat.
Dome immediately looked up and noticed that Anon was holding the sickle, his eyes shining bright purple, and he wore a psychopathic smile.
Sensing his aura, Dome got afraid, and not even a single word escaped his throat.
"Say another word from that sweet mouth of yours, and you can say bye-bye to your head, Mr. Mustache," Anon spoke as his smile grew wider.
Dome started sweating at this point, his face covered with too much sweat.
