“Take care of Mr. Sebastian for me.” The voice pleaded. A smile grew on the corner of Tan's lips before he answered.
“He's our friend. We must protect each other no matter what…” Tan replied, bending so low that he almost touched the scales on Narasha's throat, taking him soaring in the sky with its mighty wings.
“Thanks…” Mira told him. After that, she most likely commanded her people with these words. “Twelve Wings! We must defeat the target!” Tan heard a loud shout from the communication device. With determined eyes, he smiled at the corner of his mouth. After that, he lowered his head close to the neck of the dragon he was riding.
“Let's be good friends for a day, dragon! Let's take on that King!” Tan shouted to the sage dragon.