With multiple Rank Three supernaturals flying close by, even if the overseers of the territory wanted to ignore it, they could not.
What surprised the visitors, however, was the welcome they received.
"Who dares to fly above the territory of the Drakebloods!!!"
The sky above the day side darkened instantly.
The pale brilliance that had filled the heavens was swallowed as if a veil had been torn away.
Then came a roar, followed by a vast, rolling force that crushed downward, rippling through the air. Michael felt it pass through his chest and spine, vibrating bone and blood in the same instant.
Something enormous tore through the cloud layer.
A drake.
Its body was vast. Black and blue scales overlapped like armor. Its wings stretched wide, blotting out entire sections of the dark sky as they beat once, hard enough to send shockwaves spiraling outward.
Michael was shocked.
What sort of welcome was this?
No demand for identification before going all out?
