Far above Tenrou Island
"Rumble!"
"Roar~"
"ROAR!!!"
"Bang! Bang!"
Watching the two black Big Guys grappling below, Jilia's hand, which had been tousling her hair, froze for several seconds.
"You abandoned us for this guy?"
"I didn't expect dragons to still remain on Ishgar!" (Madmore stroked his chin.)
"Hehe... looks like we're in for a feast!" (Nebal wiped away his drool.)
"Then what are we waiting for?"
Just as Blade Dragon prepared to dive down, Armored Dragon abruptly grabbed her.
"Madmore, what are you doing?"
"Idiot! If we rush down there like this, forget about enjoying a tasty meal—we'd be lucky to last three minutes."
"That's true! Those two hermit crabs are no ordinary fierce!" (Nebal)
"Hey, strictly speaking, shouldn't that guy be a coral polyp?" (Blade Dragon pointed at the blue-black wings.)
"Uh... that analogy is..." (Armored Dragon was covered in black lines.)
"Anyway... what we should be considering now is how to deal with those two down there!" (Nebal)
"Isn't that simple? We just charge in and beat the hell out of them!" (Jilia clenched her fists, her eyes shining.)
"Miss, didn't you hear what I just said?"
Sticky Dragon patted Armored Dragon's shoulder as the latter shook his head helplessly, offering the most comforting look he could manage.
"Hey, hey, what exactly are we supposed to do? You two, give us a straight answer already!"
Forcing down the warmth rising in his throat, Armored Dragon shook his head and explained weakly, "Based on what just happened, we can draw a very clear conclusion: that red-eyed guy who appeared later cares deeply about the people on the island. He'd even risk his life for them."
"So?"
Suppressing the metallic sweetness in his throat again, Armored Dragon continued, "What if the people on the island can't evacuate safely, and