Chapter 516: These Three Challenges Were Quite Easy
After discovering the Swedish Short-Snouted Dragon, Kyle immediately abandoned his plan to stay hidden. He sharply turned his broom around, looped in the air, and stopped directly above the Dragon.
A blast of Dragon fire shot past, but Kyle dodged just in time.
"Hey, calm down," he called out, flying alongside the Dragon's head to ensure it could see him clearly. "We've met before, remember?
"Come to think of it, I treated your wound back then, and you insisted we were meddling..."
The Swedish Short-Snout's snorting came to an abrupt halt. The yellow, vertical pupil directly in front of Kyle shifted slightly, as though it was sizing him up. Then, the second ball of fire forming in its mouth gradually extinguished, leaving two thin streams of flame escaping from its nostrils.
"It seems you do remember," Kyle said, his tense posture relaxing slightly. Fortunately, he hadn't mistaken the dragon.
"How's your injury healing? It's rare to run into you again—if you've got any scrapes or bruises, I can help with those."
As he spoke, Kyle adjusted the Firebolt, positioning himself near the Dragon's left side. He pulled back just enough to create the illusion, from the spectators' perspective, that he was locked in a daring chase with the Dragon.
Gasps of surprise rippled through the stands regardless.
The Short-Snout snorted again, this time emitting a low, rumbling whimper. Its speed slackened, as though it was growing bored and considering heading back to the cliff.
"Wait! Don't go just yet!" Kyle said quickly.