Chapitre 167: The Wyvern

Timothy and Gustav were up in the sky with their lovely dragon friends. They were to explore the nano-universe around them, in hopes to find Tim's friends!

“I hope you bastards didn't die on me… we're so close to removing the Mark of Death off of us, it would be sad if you died now.” Tim thought, his anxiety was through the roof.

One shouldn't be depressed or anxious in the sight of such luscious greenery, but his head was steaming. If his friends died on that mountainside back on Valporovus, then the wrath he was to unleash on the city of Runimus was not only expectable, but also continuous! He wouldn't stop until he destroyed the pyramidal church entirely, and hunted down every city official as if they were ravenous, problematic wild dogs that had to be put down. He wouldn't spare anyone, so for the sake of avoiding excessive bloodshed, he hoped that his friends were alive.