As far as Zerin could remember, the flames of battlefield surrounded her. Living while holding death in her hand was a daily matter. Not just her, but every high goblin had the same story.
As such, even though the dragon was terrifyingly strong, to her it was just another day and another threat. After struggling and fighting for so long, there were few things that could shake Zerin's heart.
As such, when she saw the dragon diving downwards, she jumped headfirst to face it head-on, without caring about life and death at all.
Zarek felt incredibly moved. This was his first time watching someone go to such lengths without demanding anything in return.
However, that was it. He couldn't forget that just a day ago, she was his enemy.
Meanwhile, the dragon's giant body covered the sun and cast a giant shadow over all the fleeing awakeners below.
Zarek remained unmoved, his heart gradually calming down, and he slowly ordered:
"Misery Prime, take that lizard out of the sky...!"
