"Are you looking for me?"
Still seated on the ground, Dorian looked up to see the dragon flying in the sky, still taking its manly form. It had its hands behind its back while looking down at Dorian with deadly green eyes.
'This motherfucker…'
Dorian managed to stand, his eyes picking up on Lili, still unconscious from the exposure to the constant mana flow.
"I bet you thought you won, uhn? As you can see, I am still alive. As long as that pact is still—"
Dorian had planned to point at the pact tower to complete his speech, but upon looking towards the sky, he could no longer find it.
'What? Where is my pact?'
The dragon chimed in.
"If you speak of those giant buildings that appeared before your death, then I am afraid they disappeared a while back. I assumed it was because you died; looks like I was wrong."
Dorian frowned, unable to give a response, especially with the constant thoughts running through his mind.
