Nailisi kept the remnants of the twelfth Purgatory Movement in the bracelet, then went to the six-legged flying dragon and looked at him from head to toe. Her green eyes shimmered with golden lines. The six-legged flying dragon was afraid, but after being dragged into the Eye of Hades by Ismail, he should count himself lucky that he was only immobilized and not dead.
Ismail did what he did to save him, so he could not complain. With Nailisi looking at him threateningly, he could not help but think, "Ismail, you bastard. How could you leave me alone?"
"I know you can talk, so say something." Nailisi wore a smile on her face as her clean and white fingers brushed the scales under the six-legged flying dragon's neck. Normally, if anyone dared to do this, he would have retaliated with Dragon's Breath immediately.
Now, he dared not. There was magic power in Nailisi's fingers and the six-legged flying dragon felt a strong numbness in the areas that she had touched.
