The Black Dragon expelled a scorching breath from its nostrils. After its master and the "guarded object" had taken their seats, the Dragon raised its head towards the sky. It let out a roar so profound that it could shake a thousand rank and file. With a sudden spread of its wings, it accumulated Mana forming a Floating field around itself, nullifying gravity's pull. The violent gust of wind, created by the flapping membranes of its wings, rapidly propelled the Dragon skyward.
"Wowwwwwww!!!"
Climbing onto the Dragon's back with a surge of hot-headed courage, Roland, a boy with no experience riding flying creatures and no harness or seatbelt to hold him, was almost toppled by a gust of wind and acceleration. Li Lin, who had anticipated this, braced Roland with his body. Once Nidhogg had risen and activated a protective barrier around them, the boy nestled himself against Li Lin's chest and gradually calmed down.
