"What the hell is that thing?"
Wende shouted curses mid-air as he hurriedly reloaded his launcher with a Scatter Nut, feeling a bit of lingering fear.
Once he gets into battle mode, his language tends to be less than clean.
If he and Lann had reacted even half a second slower earlier, this thing could have smashed most of the Glide Dragons carrying them!
This is a nearly two hundred-meter height; if the Glide Dragon is killed, the Hunters hanging on it would be even more in trouble.
"Ancient Dragon species!" Lann responded as he helped stabilize Aibo's position in mid-air. "Four-legged with wings! It's a standard ancient dragon skeleton! But I haven't seen this kind of dragon in the institute's records!"
"It's the Extinct Dragon—Nelugit."
Meanwhile, from afar in the sky, the Commander-in-Chief, Aiden, and Little Jack had also regained their composure. The black-faced, white-haired old man shouted in their direction.
