"Roar!"
The Grey Iron Dragon let out a solemn roar, flapping its wings to accelerate upward into the sky.
Perched on its back, Duke Grey Iron Piero Grey Iron was instantly puzzled, "Ash King, what's wrong?"
"Roar!"
The Grey Iron Dragon couldn't speak or connect telepathically with Piero, relying solely on its body language and varying tones of dragon chants to communicate tentatively. Fortunately, although Piero was not a Dragon Knight, he had grown up with the Grey Iron Dragon and could somewhat understand its intentions.
"Are you saying we've run into danger... is it that Formless Dragon from before?" Piero quickly guessed the truth.
"Roar!" the Grey Iron Dragon confirmed.
Piero's face instantly darkened, "Formless Dragon Knight, Liszt Flame, has been tracking us all along, seeing me flying alone, he wants to assassinate me?"
"Roar!"
"Ash King, can you contend with the Formless Dragon Knight?"