"Who exactly are you, brat? What do you want to do with the Dragon Maiden?"
A middle-aged man with terrifying, vertical draconic pupils backed a young man into a nearby reinforced sleek metallic wall.
By now, the Patriarch and the rest of the Dragon clan had already gone inside the grand venue. Only the Dragon Maiden was left behind in the arrival venue for spaceships to wait for her friends. That was when a random young man had abruptly stepped forward and tried to casually speak with her.
"You look like you harbor foul intentions," the middle-aged dragon added, his aura suffocatingly heavy. "Speak. What family do you belong to?"
"The exact same family as that Miss Dragon Maiden over there. Well, former family, I suppose." Grey, who was currently pinned against the wall by a 6th Ranker, simply replied with a faint, unbothered smile.
It was honestly absurd. Being casually cornered against a wall after secretly becoming a literal world-ending being. But it did happen.
