So suave.
Huh?
Why does Evil Dragon Lance have a liquor gourd hanging from his waist?
It's all crooked... How come he hasn't fallen off the sword with his flight all askew?
Too awesome, too cool!
Evil Dragon Lance's Sword Flight mastered all kinds of flying postures.
Flying sideways, flying diagonally, head down and sword up, he maneuvered his Sword Flight through the mountain forests, soared to the heavens, then from above the heavens plunged swiftly towards the ground, halting just before the cornfield, gliding the sword amid the corn tassels...
There was a moment when the young dragon felt that Sword Flight was much cooler than flying on the back of a Giant Dragon.
Evil Dragon Lance knew so much.
No wonder those Giant Dragons that came to Saint Blue couldn't beat Lance, even her, a fake dragon cub who had spent over a year by the side of the Evil Dragon, didn't know what else he could do...
