When the drake thought Noah would take this chance to degrade its existence, it smugly declared its own superiority. Instead, Noah watched Arachne finish consuming the core.
The moment she consumed it, the core dissolved, entering her body. And under the drakes' watchful gaze, it noticed her exoskeleton becoming more exquisite than before.
It was then that he realized another shocking discovery, one that was even more world-breaking than the Devil taking its genes.
"Wha- Devil! Why does she have that?" Instead of rage, the drake was filled with uncertainty.
It was only when it focused, really focused, that the drake understood what it was seeing.
The drake leaned forward without realizing it, its eyes wide. The presence of her dragon blood was thin, but it was there.
Her smell, her presence, was the same as Noah's. The drake didn't need to ask to understand what happened, but it understood that it was unable to be angry.
