"He really did it. That monster, haha!" Harley let himself crash on the ground completely.
All of a sudden he felt a rush of energy move into his legs and he could move them once again.
'My legs! And my essence isn't extinguished.' He smiled, stretching his hands backwards.
Vernox, who had swords stabbed into the dragon's neck, fell down to the ground. He lay there for a few seconds before standing up once again.
Far behind them, Rachel was sitting on a horse. Seeing the dragon fall, she immediately rushed forward towards them.
The elderly man had his mouth open as he stared at the dead dragon. Both Harley and Vernox didn't know what the princess wanted the man to do, but they had completed their mission. It was time to leave this cursed place.
Harley looked at the dragon's corpse from where he stood. It was indeed massive. And now he knew that his essence didn't run out and go limp; it was that he was consumed by fear.
