After putting on their clothes, they headed to the spot where the clash was happening.
Just out of curiosity.
When they arrived, they saw: above a mountain, two Swordmasters were flying in the sky.
Their blades clashed and created explosions with each exchange.
"You assfucker of a bandit! How dare you try to rob our Dragon Kin. You're not getting out of here alive."
"Heh heh, come catch me, old slave of the dragon clan. Let me bury you under 100 feet."
One cackled in evil laughter while the other glowed with righteous fury.
And they seemed to be fighting over a cloth bag.
Adonis and Mariana, hiding behind a big tree, couldn't help but wonder what could be hidden within.
After a while, her eyes widened as if she had come to a terrifying conclusion.
"Adonis, I think that old man is from the Dragon Kingdom."
"Dragon?" he muttered, stunned. "How are you so sure, Maria?"
She pointed to the old man's destructive fiery sword.
