"Hehe!"
Seeing the beautiful girl who was riding on his companion with a tender smile, Muria didn't hesitate. He cast a Four Ring Spell, the Door of Choices.
In front of him, a portal formed out of nowhere, and Muria kicked forward, about to escape into it.
If not now, when should he run?
"Little Muria, where do you think you are going?" In the courtyard, seeing Muria clad in a magnificent armor ready to run away, Golden Dragon Mother Atris squints slightly. A faint dragon flame ignites.
The golden-haired girl with a tender personality gestures towards Muria with a light push. Muria, who had already half-stepped into the portal, felt a sudden heaviness on his body. It was as if he was carrying a mountain on his back. His armor shone brightly. He wobbled a little but didn't fall.
