"Hm? What location is this?" Aeolus wondered as it looked around, somehow magically forgetting it was angry.
It was now in a strange, all-white place. There was nothing else except for its existence.
Only for a few seconds, though, as soon after, a black human silhouette appeared in front of it, rekindling the flames of anger in its heart.
"YOU!! WHERE DID YOU TAKE ME?!" The Wind Dragon roared.
Unfortunately, the black silhouette didn't respond. It merely continued walking closer to Aeolus.
As the humanoid figure drew closer, the Wind Dragon finally saw its full appearance and fully sensed its aura, sending a surge of wariness through the proud draconian's heart.
The black human silhouette did not have a face!
In fact, all it had was its humanoid shape—the same as that of the young human who intruded upon its territory.
