Roar!
Just as Muria was contemplating his demands, a roar that seemed to emanate from the depths of his soul arrived. It provoked Muria to turn his gaze towards the void unconsciously.
Then Muria was surprised to find that the three entities around him also shifted their views to the same spot. The sound he had heard was not an illusion.
"This is a dragon roar!" Hearing this sound from the distant reaches, Oswald raised his eyebrows and glanced down at Muria, who was standing in his palm.
Immediately, he recalled something, his face revealing a look of malicious pleasure. At his level, it was difficult to have emotions, but once one appeared, he wouldn't hide it. He laughed, shouted, or cursed according to his will. Otherwise, why would he have struggled until now? Should he care about other people's feelings even when expressing his own?
