"Well, so far, this place has been both nice and terrible," Bree informed Argit, "They sure seem to love you, though,"
"Oh, I killed a Feral Dragon out this way like a hundred or two years ago, and the story just grew wild, think they're claiming it was the King of all Dragons now," Argit just shook his head. "Honestly, I only killed it to try and impress their king, but he wasn't interested,"
Argit and Bree made their way through the massive courtyard, past lavish bushes, a cliche bush maze made out of red roses, and exotic-looking birds that made Bree question the differences between a Feral and wild animal.
"So what was that?" Argit demanded out of the blue, "You just like…you ate the Anti-magic barrier, that was…that was just so broken! You gotta teach me how to do whatever that was,"
