"Tiago? Are you... Tiago from the Magic Guild, the Saint Son?"
An Ya's face looked grim.
She looked again at the old woman gripping her: "Lady Dragonfish... Dragon Taming Lady? You... you are also from the Magic Guild!!"
Swish! A swift, lightning-like figure suddenly darted from the corner of the room, heading straight for the Dragon Taming Lady.
This was a handsome young man whose appearance almost rivaled Tiago, with a grim demeanor that seemed unreal.
This wasn't a real person but rather the "Fire God Mecha" that Falk had gifted An Ya when he took her as his disciple.
"Hmph, this mecha must have been tinkered by that old coot Falk, right? If that old coot had spent half the energy wasted on these worthless things on serious practice and focused on improving his realm, he would have already reached War God level, or even stepped into the Realm of Magic!"
The Dragon Taming Lady laughed coldly, clearly long aware of this trump card An Ya possessed.
