Red Flame Mountain Range coastline.
The gigantic Red Dragon gently flapped her wings, landing at the edge of the largest volcanic crater and stared intently at the southern sea with her crimson, vertical pupils.
Fortunately, apart from a few scorched marks she had left on the coastline before her departure, there was nothing unusual about the sea.
Florecia's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.
It was one thing not to worry about Little Luo Xi for now, but if she hadn't managed the task entrusted by the Lord, she didn't know how she would face him afterwards.
The Red Dragon's tail curled around her back, rolling down the airborne ship that was perched upon it, and gently placed it on the slope of the volcano.
Click—
With the opening of the hatch, Wei'er and Aina emerged from the flying ship, collapsing onto the ground, panting nervously after their narrow escape, while the grey bird simply lay on its back with closed eyes, pretending to be dead.
