After a while, Marina finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Luckily, not a single silver coin was missing.
Only then did she calm down and called over the dozen or so Storm Flying Dragons that had been cowering outside.
"Master..." The Storm Flying Dragon Leader was at the front, with a dozen ordinary Storm Flying Dragons behind, cautiously watching Marina.
"You bunch of idiots, you can't even guard a Dragon Nest, what use do I have for you!" Marina angrily slapped the Storm Flying Dragon Leader at the front with her Dragon Wings, cracking several Dragon Scales and drawing a little blood, but it soon stopped.
The Storm Flying Dragon Leader was also quite aggrieved, complaining, "Master, the enemy's strength was really too strong. That terrifying guy could make us lose most of our power with just a glance. We are just a group of small Flying Dragons, we couldn't resist at all..."
"Small Flying Dragons?" Marina looked at their massive Dragon Bodies, almost laughing from anger,
