Amid the floating clouds, a pure white bat dragon kicked with its two legs, causing the air to gather into a blast and, leveraging the recoil, rapidly darted forward.
From a distance, every dash of the bat dragon seemed like an instantaneous movement.
After several continuous dashes, the bat dragon suddenly hovered in place.
It felt that during its sprint, the bat wings seemed to have brushed against some creature. But looking back, it only saw the mist steaming with no creature appearing.
Could it be an illusion?
The bat dragon pondered but still felt something was amiss, so it used its pig-like nose to sniff back from where it came... but there was no suspicious scent.
It sniffed its own bat wings again and still noticed no scent.
Being a wind elemental creature, it was extremely sensitive to the scents in the air, and the lack of any scent seemed to indirectly confirm it was merely overthinking.
