Axel prepared a proper venue for them to speak, setting up tables and chairs around, along with sweets and drinks to boot. Of course, the purpose wasn't for casual chat but rather, information gathering.
They were talking about Fafnir, the dragon that was sealed along with Nidavellir. The Dragon that even Bellachrona claims she would lose nine out of ten times against.
Of course, that's just in case they fought on even terms.
But now that Axel's group was with her, the equation was completely different. The variables had changed.
Nina took a sip as she summarized. "So, his abilities mostly are the aura that makes people greedy without noticing..."
"Possessing great strength incomparable to even yours," Eve chimed in, as if talking in turn.
"The ability to breathe poisonous gas," Beatrix continued. "That's honestly hard to handle."
Then, Teruria tilted her head, saying the last point.
"And finally, near-invulnerability due to his tough scales, was it?"
