The massive green dragon with black horns came into view and immediately landed in front of Thrym.
"Hello little guy, I'd like Michael back, so do step aside now" The dragon said and suddenly began transforming into what appeared to be a human form, one that had long white hair and the familiar black goat shaped horns.
'Fafnir..? What's he doing here?'
"What business do you have with my guest?" Thrym didn't back down and stood his ground against the pressure Fafnir was emitting.
It seemed like Fafnir was much stronger than Thrym, Michael wasn't sure by how much, but the gap was definitely not little.
"How dare you question my intentions?"
"I am not... it's just not every day I personally accept a guest, you know how it is, don't you?" Thrym said with a small smile, as if there was a deeper meaning behind his words.
"I don't, now are you going to step aside or should I make you?"
