Without waiting for anyone, he brought both of them into space and kept rushing towards the Sun.
A tunnel of fire stretched behind them, following just after the two.
Morningstar's hand remained clamped around Himmel's face.
His fingers dug deep into his skull, refusing to let him move even an inch.
The coldness of space made Himmel shudder. His breathing was ragged and blocked.
'Arghgh!!!'
Himmel struggled to free himself from the grip of the First Dragon.
His broken arm smashed against Morningstar's wrist.
CRACK!
The blow carried enough force to pulverise mountains.
However, Morningstar was too hate-driven to even react.
"You..." His voice was little more than a hateful growl that rang in Himmel's mind. "Do you have any idea how long I have waited for this?"
Using his experience in the void of space, the First Dragon did not hesitate to accelerate again.
BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
Himmel's damaged body screamed in protest.
