Dragonpit caused a small-scale collapse due to the fierce battle between the dragons.
Debris and mud poured down like a torrential rain from above and all around.
Daemon was riding on Colaxio's back and was caught off guard. He and his dragon were almost buried alive in the rubble.
At the critical moment, Corakxiu showed his absolute loyalty to his master. He suddenly lay down on his side.
He used his thick body and bat wings to protect Daemon, blocking many deadly falling rocks.
But even so, Daemon's body was still rubbed or hit by several pieces of gravel, leaving several bruises.
One of the stones hit him hard on the head, making him feel dizzy with stars appearing in front of his eyes.
Colakxiu struggled hard to break free from the pile of crumbling rubble with him and all the scars on his body.
However, due to the thrill and injuries just now, their escape speed was much slower than that of the other two injured dragons - Vhagar and Wormisor.
When Daemon finally reached the entrance of Dragonpit's cave and barely stabilized his body, the sight in front of him made his heart sink.
The first thing he saw was the dying Wormisor lying on the ground.
And on the other side, facing outside the cave entrance, Vhagar roared angrily and violently. It was obvious that it was still angry about the attack just now.
Daemon subconsciously looked out from inside Dragonpit. His field of vision was empty, and he did not see the figure of the black dragon that he hated and feared - Gluttony.
He immediately understood that the glutton had successfully escaped by taking advantage of the chaos.
He gritted his teeth and ordered Colakxiu to speed up and rush out of Dragonpit.
As soon as he came out, he saw the scene that made him extremely unhappy - Redd riding on the back of Black Dragon Ehm,
He was sitting there leisurely, with a smile on his face as if he was watching a show, and even a bit of mockery in his eyes, looking at the Dragonpit cave entrance with great interest.
Seeing Redd's appearance, Daemon's face instantly darkened, as if covered with a layer of ink.
His long silver hair, which was previously affected by Dragonfire, was somewhat black and curly, covered with dust and soil, and looked particularly embarrassed.
The whole person is worse than a beggar crawling out of a beggar's nest.
An unknown anger rushed straight to his forehead, but he had nowhere to vent - after all, it was himself who took the initiative to provoke the glutton and caused this chaos.
He could only hold back this bad breath for now.
Daemon blamed Redd for all this.
In his opinion, if it weren't for Redd, the intruder, and if it weren't for Redd's whimsical move to tame the glutton, why would such a chaotic situation have occurred in Dragonpit?
His own plan was disrupted, and Colakxiu was injured. The root cause of all this was the young man in front of him.
Redd didn't seem to see Daemon's face twisted with anger and frustration. Instead, his mood instantly improved a lot after seeing Daemon's embarrassment.
He even "shouted" in a joking tone toward the direction of the glutton that had long since disappeared in the sky:
"Hey, I'm talking about the big guy who escaped! Well done! It's a pity that we didn't completely deal with that guy Daemon. It would be better if we killed him!"
After speaking, he turned around and said to Daemon in a tone full of cynicism:
"I said, okay, why did you provoke that crazy dragon? Didn't you see how violent it was? Did you get slapped in the face? You deserved it!"
Daemon was completely irritated by Redd's words, his chest heaved violently, and his anger almost broke through the shackles of reason.
But he finally resisted the urge to pounce on him immediately. He took a deep breath and suppressed the roiling anger.
Riding Corakxiu, he slowly stepped forward. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, decisively and decisively:
"Redd, I'm warning you, you can never get any dragon from Dragonstone! This is our House Targaryen territory!"
Hearing this, Redd acted as if he didn't take Daemon's threat to heart at all. He patted Black Dragon Ehm's neck easily, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "
Oh? Really? That's not necessarily the case.
There are still many days to come. With such a big island here, I can come and 'visit' at any time. You can't stare at me forever, right?"
Daemon looked at him coldly, his eyes as sharp as knives. "You'd better remember my words." Although he made no further threats, his firm eyes seemed to say:
"I'll keep an eye on you until you leave here, or... stay here forever."
Redd was stared at by Daemon's unabashed and hostile eyes. As time went on,
He just felt uncomfortable all over, and even had the urge to punch someone.
At the same time, a wave of fine goose bumps appeared on his back, making him feel a little chilly - it was too uncomfortable to be stared at by a man with such a threatening look.
Redd was completely irritated by Daemon's unyielding gaze and words. His jaw line tightened, and his voice contained a hint of uncontrollable anger:
"Want to fight?" His eyes were locked on Daemon sharply, as if to say that as long as he dared to make the next move, he would never back down.
Daemon almost immediately gave a positive answer in his heart, and even felt a little eager to try.
He really wanted to see the frightened expression on Redd's face, and wanted to prove his strength with fists or swords.
However, just when he was about to blurt out "I'm always with you",
His eyes glanced behind Redd - three giant dragons with huge bodies and bulging muscles were looking at them with eager eyes. Their eyes were full of hostility, ready to protect their riders at any time.
Take another look at the Corakxiu under him. Although it is still powerful, it has also suffered some injuries from the conflict just now, and its condition is far inferior to that in its heyday.
Daemon knows in his heart that now is not the time to show off his strength. He no longer has the ability to be arrogant.
This made his originally aggressive aura suddenly drop by half, making him feel a little bit stuck, and even a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.
At this moment, a calm and majestic voice broke the tense atmosphere. "Daemon, stop!"
King Jaehaerys had already rushed over because of the huge noise and chaotic shouts coming from Dragonpit.
When he saw the scene in front of him - two young dragon knights confronting each other, their dragons tensed up, the situation was about to break out - he immediately understood the situation.
He recognized Redd at a glance, although the young knight's behavior was different from anyone he knew.
Although Jaehaerys was worried about the appearance of Redd and the previous "dragon battle", at this moment he understood instantly: