Evan didn't know why these dragons were trying to antagonise him, but he wasn't exactly pleased with the one-sided hostility.
Just as his expression darkened and Bianca was about to order the dragons to stand down, a calm voice echoed across the area.
"What is going on here?"
Footsteps followed the voice, and from another hallway emerged a tall woman with long, curly black hair and lightly curved black horns extending from the sides of her head, wearing a sleeveless shirt that revealed her well-defined arm muscles over cargo trousers and boots.
The moment her amber eyes landed on Evan, she narrowed them slightly, and Evan, adopting a polite smile, spoke.
"Nice to meet you, Elder Dragon Ciarrucrorth. Evan is the name. As for your question, how about you ask your fellow dragons why they regarded me with hostility, even though this is the first time I've met any of them?
I'm very curious what they have to say."
