Drake was forced back toward the staircase railing on the second floor by the floor beneath his feet. Without hesitation, he leaped up and directly jumped from the second floor to the first.
A height like that didn't faze him in the slightest.
His heavy, thick maid dress flared up and smacked Prophet square. At that moment, his massive black dragon finally got its chance to debut before all the continent's inhabitants and the mysterious viewers.
Of course, it was a soundly sleeping black dragon, tightly bundled up.
But Drake didn't seem to care much about that.
"Boom!"
He landed hard, one knee slightly bent, creating a dent in the floor from the impact. Cracks spread outward like a spiderweb.
[...]
[.............]
[You can tell—it was so terrifying he didn't even care!]
[Based on human proportions, this is some serious gear.]
[Come here, Drake, I've already taken my pants off!]
[legs spread wide]
[These fangirls are seriously...]
[I'm a fanboy.]
