"Master, she's okay!" Adrian's voice rang out, shocking everyone. All eyes turned to see him flying with Rose by his side.
Demon Draco stopped, staring at Rose's figure. The fire dragon retreated to him.
When everyone thought he would calm down and return to his senses, he suddenly roared in anger.
Eight black flaming dragons now surrounded Demon Draco, who stood on one, his rage palpable.
The dragons struck, flying toward the city. Demon Draco remained atop one, consumed by fury.
Adrian, Alya, Xylara, and the spirits were stunned by the sudden escalation.
"Didn't you say this would work?" Void shouted angrily. Everyone wore confused expressions.
"It was supposed to work. It was when she was wounded that Master turned like this," Xylara said, equally baffled.
Suddenly, something struck her mind. "Thundero, you said they were lovers, right?" she asked.
"Yes, they were," Thundero replied.
