Chapter 18: True Dragon Competition (part-1)
Just as Adaeze and Elder Yunlun were about to head to the fighting arena, Adaeze turned toward the sky and said to Elder Yunlun,
"Yunlun, the last party has arrived."
Soon, in the sky, a massive ship appeared, floating majestically. Its size was so great that a quarter of the forest surrounding the Kilvish clan could fit on its deck. From the ship, many teenagers descended, exuding powerful auras. They wore robes made from the finest silk, woven with shimmering silver threads.
At the front of the group was a man. He had a slender build and delicate features, with soft, expressive eyes that sparkled with warmth and kindness. His long, flowing hair cascaded in gentle waves over his shoulders, framing his face like a halo of silk. His clothing reflected his feminine sensibilities, pastel colors, floral patterns, and fabrics that draped gracefully over his figure. Despite his appearance, there was a quiet confidence in the way he carried himself.
This man was Elder Adrian of the Jeral clan. With a graceful step, he approached Elder Adaeze and said,
"Oh, my Adaeze, you look so manly today, those muscles, those abs... no matter how many times I see them, it's never enough," Adrian said while licking his lips.
Upon hearing this, Adaeze felt a chill run down his spine. He instinctively took a defensive stance.
"Adrian, if you take one more step, I swear you'll see hell," he warned.
Sensing his master's discomfort, Skylark let out a loud screech. The majestic bird spread its wings, stepping between Adaeze and Adrian, sparks of lightning crackling over its body.