"IYAAH! I don't wanna die!"
Mastrax crumbled under the demon's gaze after less than a second. He screamed and was about to run for his life. But Ackster grabbed the back of his collar, picked him up, and set him down next to himself before smacking the dragon on the back of his head.
Ackster still didn't know why Mastrax didn't fight harder to resist. But that didn't matter now. The demon was pretty strong.
It wasn't as strong as Trana when she fulfilled her Covenant. But maybe it was as strong as Mazar? Ackster couldn't quite tell.
"Interesting~ You've managed to tame a dragon?"
The demon looked at Ackster with a peculiar smile. It tilted its head.
"You, what are you? You don't smell like a human."
The demon's eyes flashed with an ominous glint of interest. Ackster might not smell like a human, but his scent was exquisite.
Ackster hesitated for a moment.
"...I'm a mutant, I guess. How about you? What's your name, demon?"
