Chapter 2279 Dragons Take Flight
- "That Aragon, never a quiet moment!" Adalinda snarled, letting the glamour on her skin peel away.
- Scales rippled like molten coin; in a breath she stretched into a serpentine colossus and lunged after the distant speck where Aragon had vanished.
- Somewhere behind, a disciple squeaked, "I must be cursed—did I really just see that?"