Bab 309: The Truth And Failed Mourning

"Hey! Calm down!! HEXO!!" She shouted

Suddenly, Hexo opened his eyes, only to find himself staring straight at Satire who had her hands on him.

But quickly after his awakening, Hexo dropped to his knees as he began panting heavily. He clenched his fist on the little water which had formed from the evaporated snow.

He then threw it on his face before looking up at Satire. She had a frightened look on her face, and it wasn't just her. Shara, too seemed slightly off.

"W-What… What happened?" Hexo asked upon seeing this. His face full of despair and fear

Satire who saw this, began to wonder what he could have possibly have seen as she she pointed behind him.

"But before that… your arms…" Muttered Satire as she looked down at his arms

Scales could be seen forming around Hexo's body at a fast pace, quickly covering his arm. His dragon form which he would only use in dire situations was coming out, and the reason was simple. Fear.