Bab 647: Stick around

"I'm alright! Don't shoot — especially you, Tiger!"

Heaven let out a short huff as she glossed her eyes over the rooftop. Aside from the burning chopper, everyone seemed fine. Although Silas looked stupid while looking in her direction. She snapped her eyes down, catching a figure flying up.

'I knew it. He'd be here,' she thought, blinking back and turning her head back to the person inside the chopper. "I'm jumping."

"Bold." Dragon nodded as he motioned with his hand. "Very well."

"Dragon… is it? Bear called you that?"

"Yes?"

The corner of her lips curled up into a short smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Let's not cross paths again. I appreciate that you're letting me go; you're in good luck."

"What a way to say that." Dragon smiled back, staring at the woman standing by the open door.