Fafnir looked at the somewhat crestfallen Nine-headed Hydra and said, "You don't look mighty enough now, I still like your once defiant appearance!"
"Pah pah pah,"
Hearing this, Hydra spat out colorless, non-toxic saliva from all nine heads, pouring it over the head of the Giant Demon, but it was completely blocked by the spiritual power barrier that appeared on the Giant Demon Fafnir's body surface, unable to land on her body.
"I'm not like some fools," the Nine-headed Hydra said furiously, "Obviously a prisoner, a watchdog, yet still pretending to be aloof to disgust others. When it comes to the source of bloodlines, we Hydras are in no way inferior to that fool with golden scales."
"Tch,"
The ancestral Golden Dragon Oblash stood proudly, casting a sidelong glance full of disdain, even an ordinary human could discern the contempt expressed on the dragon's scaly cheek.
"Do you know why your future master has been brushing you off, you many-headed but brainless sub-species,"
