Chapter 348 - 347. Dragons’ Chosen (3)
"Take care of this, Nox." I murmured, handing him the bag of snacks.
He let out a soft hoot in response, his bright blue eyes watching me with understanding.
"Stay here. Don’t you dare follow me." My voice carried a quiet finality. "I’ll get you once everything is done. Do you understand?"
Another hoot—acknowledging, yet tinged with reluctance.
I ran my fingers through his feathers, a brief moment of warmth before I turned my attention back to the clearing.
A storm churned within me.
I rose from the branch in a single fluid motion.
Davian’s gaze snapped toward me immediately, sharp and assessing. But before he could react, I inhaled deeply, summoning the force that lay dormant in my blood.
And let my Dragon’s Presence surge.
Power rippled through my veins, a pulse that resonated with the very air around me. My skin shimmered before shifting into gleaming azure scales, the transformation crawling up my arms, shaping them into those of a dragon. The hood of my cloak and the mask covering the lower half of my face concealed my identity, but my presence—undeniable and absolute—spread across the battlefield like an encroaching tide.
I unfurled my invisible wings and launched into the storm-laden sky.