"Some Dragonborn are dragon gods, absurdly powerful, while others are bargain-bin Gana. Naturally, theirs is nothing but pure shockwaves."
"Dragons cannot all be lumped together."
Russell spoke casually, then warily swept his gaze around, a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
—He had just made wildly over-the-top promises to Sparkle.
He had practically stopped short of saying, "You're the prettiest Edo Star girl I've ever seen. My family rules Terra. Your eyes look like they have stars in them. This is the crystallization of our love..."
Then he fucked off right after.
Honestly, it was pretty thrilling.
But accordingly, he had to be prepared for someone to come after him and hunt him down.
Although Russell was certain of one thing.
Sparkle was completely countered by him in every respect. It could even be said that even if the entire tavern came at him together, they might not be able to solo him.
Still, nervousness was nervousness.
After confirming that Sparkle had not followed him, he finally let out a breath, and his tightly wound nerves relaxed slightly.
He turned to look at Robin and Topaz, who had been left looking rather disheveled after his antics. A trace of apology flashed through his eyes before he extended a hand and opened the World within the painting at his waist.
"All right, enough chatter. Time to set off."
Like a man desperate to flee for his life, he suddenly threw out his hand and swept it through the air. In an instant, Robin and Topaz were yanked into the World within the painting as if pulled by invisible ropes.
The moment they stepped into that world, an eerie sight unfolded before them.
Countless Ghost Shadows drifted around them like invisible phantoms, weaving through the dim space.
At the heart of that