บท 161: The Power You Stole?!

The girl called Sephina Brienda flagged down Marenda and Mavena with the castle's black flag that was a signal urging a dragon to slow down and descend at the direction of the flag.

Mavena followed suit, her descent causing the floor beneath her to rumble, but otherwise the roof of the castle remains intact. Afterall it had seen generation and centuries of dragons grace it's rooftop; no matter how menancingly huge Mavena is, it just wasn't quite enough to bring the hardened stones down.

"Greetings Master of Sorcery," Sephina greeted, not as wary of the woman as every other guard patrolling the castle seemed. They noticeably avoided their paths crossing with the witch, but Marenda showed no discomfort at the attention… or should it be called lack of attention.

"Greetings to you too." Marenda said as she snapped off her riding gloves, flexing her fingers once they were freed of the stifling leather. "How do you riders do it? I am beginning to find riding tiring."