"What did you say!?"
The Male Blue Dragon on the other side of the Portal spread his Wings of Destruction, blotting out the sky.
Black Widow staggered back under the terrifying Dragon Might. Within several hundred yards of the Portal, guards and Servants collapsed or lost control of their bladders under the pressure. They could barely breathe. Chaos erupted everywhere.
Only Annan, standing directly before the Portal, was unaffected—not because Illymoyas's father had spared him, but because Annan had a talent that made him immune to such pressure.
"What makes you think you can marry my daughter, human?"
"Um... money?"
The Dragon Might that Black Widow had been struggling to withstand suddenly faltered. Then another dragon head shoved Illymoyas's father aside on the other side of the Portal. "How much money do you have?"
"Mother-in—Auntie, did you need something from me?" Annan changed the subject awkwardly.
The two Blue Dragons finally remembered why they had come and explained in low voices.
As Annan listened, he heard hurried footsteps and shouts outside the door. He sent Black Widow out to explain the situation and clean up after Illymoyas's Parents.
He hoped this accident would not make his already tense relationship with the Grand Lord worse.
The Dragon Mother said Ratfolk were closing in on the Blue Dragon Group's Habitat from every direction. They had tried driving them away, but the Ratfolk kept coming. They had tried killing them, but there was no end to them. With their numbers still growing, the dragons were preparing to leave and find a new Habitat.
Before Migration, they needed to gather their kin.
"Has the situation in the North gotten worse again?"
Even the Blue Dragon Group was moving? He had been away less than three days, yet so much had happened?
"Uncle, Auntie, don't