The body of Elderidge, resembling putty, indeed springs up quickly.
But compared to the Qilin, it inevitably lacks a bit of finesse.
The new continent's ancient dragon, with its super-fast reaction speed, keeps up perfectly with Lann's information exchange.
As soon as the two front hooves landed, creating a web-like pit on the marble floor, the two hind hooves had already changed direction.
"Whiz!"
The dragon's body, clad in a magic horse harness, sliced through the air with a sharp whooshing sound.
Just as Elderidge was momentarily stunned, Lann had already ridden past its tar-like body on the Qilin.
Sitting in front of Lann, Rong Buqiu used its tiny paws to precisely grip Gwendolin's arm.
Then, putting all its might into it, even its fluffy tail straightened.
"Gotcha, meow!"
The kitten's voice distorted in the rush of wind, leading Gwendolin, still stunned, to be pulled swiftly into Lann's embrace.
