After the tribe chief's words, he motioned for Vicente to accompany him and left the area, leaving the young man's two companions behind.
As Victor and Elmo stayed behind with the dark green dragon of the Intermediate Archmage cultivation, their hurried minds were filled with doubts.
The enormous dragon in front of them, looking in the direction from which Vicente and the First Elder had departed, murmured to them, "Do not keep your doubts to yourself. Ask what you need to ask."
"Elder, we don't understand what's going on," Elmo said carefully, so as not to offend the beast in front of him. "When you said you were expecting Vicente, was that because you saw our challenge?"
The large, dark green scaled dragon curled its thick black lips, revealing its many teeth, sharp as swords.
"What you really want to know is why we're willing to help you... Do you think our challenge isn't enough?"
"We don't doubt it." Victor said worriedly.
