Why can't the Golden Dragon figure out how to dismantle this thing; should he bite it with his mouth?
Doesn't the elegance of an Ancestral Golden Dragon matter anymore? If this gets out, how can he still be a Holy Dragon?
"Granduncle, please join forces with me!"
Amidst a thunderous roar that echoed between the sky and the earth, the golden Valkyrie fell from the sky, landing right beside Noah. Parvati slowly got up from the crater, meanwhile sweeping away a large number of encroaching undead, and then, with eyes shining with brilliant golden divine light, looked at Noah.
"Are you still Parvati?"
Noah looked at the Valkyrie requesting assistance with some surprise, as he had just clearly sensed that a will had descended upon this grandniece.
"I have reclaimed my body."
Parvati replied.
"Dragon!"
