Luna trembled as the dragon gave them a strangely complicated expression with its majestic massive face.
The creature's molten-red eyes was full of intelligence and it was clearly looking at them like a predator looking at the prey.
Luna's heart sank.
'Dragons… all dragons in the world are documented.' She swallowed with her hands tightening around her sides. 'Even the weakest species ranks A. A real A-rank dragon can kill regular A-ranks like stepping on an ant. And in Skyline City… the only reason they managed to capture two legacy dragons was because they sacrificed four S-ranks over ten years ago.'
She shivered harder.
They only had two S-ranks right now… Supreme Man and Vanessa.
Powerful? Absolutely.
Enough to tank a dragon? Absolutely not, not unless both wanted to retire permanently with missing limbs and even then, there wasn't a guarantee that they would survive.
A gust of wind hit them as the dragon's wings shifted.
