Obviously, Ice Dragon wasn’t a real dragon because it was made up of ice blocks.
Inside its head, however, the sparkling red item was as real as it could be. It was the draconic essence, and it could be the thing controlling Ice Dragon.
Jared stared at Ice Dragon intently while it was chasing after the man in a suit.
As the man reached a height of tens of feet off the ground, it seemed like he’d reached his limit. Right then, he started falling back to earth and toward Ice Dragon’s jaws.
His expression turned pale in the face of danger. With a flick of his hand, a frosty whip sword appeared in his palm. He then took a deep breath and aimed his whip sword at the dragon’s head as he was falling down.
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