บท 371: [Bonus chapter] A Dragon's Ambitions

As the thugs ran away as fast as they could, Arad sat back on his chair, sipping the wine. "Fool," He mumbled, staring forward.

Thud! One of the thugs stopped, turning around and pointing his crossbow at Arad, "Die, Monster!" He shouted.

Aella snapped like a spring, pulling her bow and aiming at the man.

"Doused in fear, your mind loses touch. So, what if you had an itch?" Arad extended his hand to the man, sending waves of psionic magic, "Die, as you won't get closer to my wives, not even an inch."

The thug's arms shook and violently trembled as he pointed the crossbow back to his face. His finger clenched shut, and the bolt, through his eye went.

Arad lowered his hand, and a dark cloud sucked the thug's twitching corpse.

The running thugs stared back at their friend's death as they ran. This wasn't something they could fight, a monster, a demon, a creature beyond their understanding.

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