"Rong Buqiu, just stay with the kid nearby."
Lann said without turning his head.
Meanwhile, Rong Buqiu still couldn't really see what it was holding in its arms, only nodding cluelessly, meowing once, and then trotting towards the corner of the palace with its little short legs.
Meanwhile, Lann himself gripped the sword hilt tightly, lowering his body, focusing intently on the strange scaleless white dragon opposite him.
Ausloes was already down on all fours like a beast.
However, his body clearly hadn't fully transformed into a dragon; there weren't even reverse-jointed legs, making his instinctive crouching appear rather awkward.
Still, Lann's vigilance towards him was always at its highest.
The powers and knowledge Ausloes had mastered were things Lann could hardly imagine, even if in his current mental state, he could only use a limited amount.
But any contact, if made directly with the body, made Lann feel he might meet his end here.
