The pad was plush, just the slightest bit squishy, while the scales had yet to solidify into armor.
Then again, he figured that even if it had been rough or odd, he still would've thought the world of it.
The foot alone was as deadly as it was adorable.
But that wasn't why Kael, the great golden dragon, gave out. It was because the moment he touched the dragonling, mana was practically zapped off of him.
"?!"
The transfer hadn't been gentle, and he didn't even have time to restrict anything when it felt like his body had actually offered up his mana willingly. His heart thudded once, twice, before the world tipped on its side.
"Kael!" A chorus of calls could be heard, but there was nothing that could be done as the dragon lord collapsed beside Riley—a golden heap toppled by a foot no bigger than a tea bun.
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A soft groan left Riley's lips.
