Mobai clenched his fist as he looked up at the dragon, anger in his eyes. Then, he realized quickly that it was not a real dragon. He lowered his gaze from the sky, and was a little surprised to find Urien standing there.
He had been living here for decades. He was well aware that Urien had moved here over 10 years ago. He had bought middle-grade recovery potions from him, and they knew each other, although they didn't talk much.
However, he had assumed Urien to be a 5th-tier magic caster at best because his potions were cheap, but not very effective.
Plainly, he had underestimated him. He didn't stand a chance against this Frost Dragon. He's at least a 9th-tier magic caster.
He clenched his fist harder. How can I kill that red dragon if I can't even beat a magic one? I have to work harder on my bomb. He turned to look at Mag and Amy, and didn't know why Urien and Krassu were fighting.
