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There is no mistake, this is a dragon.
The moment Lyle was stared at by those yellow eyes, he felt as if his heart would explode. As the dragon breathed out hot air, it evaporated the cold sweat on Lyle's body, bringing a touch of coldness.
The dragon lifted a front claw and fastened it in the crevices of the stone slabs, which let out a creaking wail.
Its massive head inched closer, causing Nia to wriggle out from beneath Lyle, only to retract behind him in the next moment of flailing.
The terrifying dragon's snout was less than half a meter from the tip of Lyle's mask, shaped like a bird's beak.
"No threat."
Lyle felt like ham in a food processing factory that had been marked as safe, escaping the fate of being destroyed on the spot.
A light snort.
Dust blew out of the dragon's nostrils, like a sandcastle swept away by a hurricane, and the dragon's body disintegrated into dust and debris.
