"The equipment and supplies handover will be negotiated between you; I won't get involved," Gaven said, leaving the rest to Zalanda and Blood Claw.
"Alright," the two responded in unison.
Having sent the two off, one after the other from Mesnoel, Gaven didn't directly return. Instead, he called out loudly, "Come down!"
This voice, carrying a special soul tremor, traveled very far and could only be heard by a very few beings.
Hou!
Accompanied by a dragon's roar, a crimson figure descended from the sky.
It was a Red Dragon, massive as a four-wheeled carriage.
The legendarily proud, greedy, and exceedingly cruel Red Dragon appeared before Gaven like a tail-wagging, begging little dog. With a sycophantic smile on its dragon face, it said, "Roderick has seen Lord."
"You have done well. This is your reward for this task. From now on, you needn't follow the Blood Claw Army anymore; you have a new task ahead," Gaven said as he tossed a chest of gold coins to the young Red Dragon.
