"Blue Skin, speak properly with your leader, show some respect," Otlis used his enormous body to firmly subdue the Blue Dragon on the ground, and a dragon claw tyrannically pressed the old Blue Dragon's head into the earth.
"Roar!" "Roar!" Seeing their master being oppressed, the Blue-Scaled Sub-Dragons that followed the elderly Blue Dragon roared lowly in succession, wanting to aid the old Blue Dragon.
However, the three Soul-Level Green Dragons at Fiona's side were proficient in acting accordingly. They dashed over to Otlis's side, returned to their true form, and with a swoosh of their wings and tail, easily repelled the sub-dragons.
"Why are they all so clever?" Seeing the Green Dragons react like this, Red Dragon Otlis grumbled under his breath discontentedly.
