Kapitel 636: Juggernaut

Izroth swiftly stepped outside the range of the fissure at his feet. Right after he did so, a cerulean dragon similar to the one that assaulted him before emerged from the cracks. However, this cerulean dragon was much smaller than the massive one from earlier and spanned approximately three meters high. It contained a lesser concentration of energy than its predecessor. Nevertheless, it was still not something that could afford to be looked down on.

'I underestimated him.'

From what he observed and the way Tigran spoke, Izroth figured he was the type to anger quickly and allow it to guide in his decisions. But, despite having been hit twice by someone he no doubt held in contempt, Tigran maintained a calm head on his shoulders.

After their brief exchange, Izroth realized that he had misjudged Tigran. It was not anger or rage that drove him to kill the soldier earlier, but rather one word—Order.