Lightning rolled in the sky, crisscrossing.
Aiklion looked up at the sky. After a brief silence, he murmured to himself, "Is it going to rain?"
Lowering his head, he continued flipping through the book, studying how to communicate with the beastmen.
...
"Quick, mount up." Andrew helped Christina onto the horse, glanced nervously behind, and said, "We need to leave here, as far as possible."
Saying so, he also pulled the young beastman onto the horse.
The two horses galloped side by side, swiftly heading in the opposite direction of the Lich and the dragon.
Fierce wind, lightning.
*Compared to the seemingly awakened world, their movements were so insignificant.*
...
"Who are you?" Andrejewitsch roared in a deep voice, "Do I know you?"
The voice echoed in the sky.
"We didn't know you before, but we will soon. Ha ha ha ha." Bruto lightly tapped his wand on the ground.
"What is your relationship with Christina?" another golden dragon asked.
