Byron could not make the faces of the people on the dragons. He only said it was Peony because the colours of the dragons looked familiar with his Floating Fleet.
That's why he was surprised when he heard Peony shouting his name. There, on the second dragon, stood a figure clad in an amethyst dress, waving at him.
He waved back.
Byron didn't know how Peony had managed to realize that it was him from such a long distance.
'Maybe because of my armor, plus my cascading sliver hair.'
Yeah! His armor. Though it had transformed, it still looked pitch black for anyone a bit further away from it. Plus, there was no other person with sliver hair and Purple Bubbles... though these ones had also transformed.
"Increase speed please!"
He heard her commanding the 'white dragon' rider.
