Proud Dragons

The feeling was new to him, but Vaan felt he could trust it. It was similar to sensing danger with one's instincts.

However, danger didn't seem to be quite it; it was more like foresight of an upcoming event.

Nevertheless, Vaan's hunch was on the mark. Just as he took out a fresh set of black clothes to wear, a group of True Dragons approached him.

With a single glance, he could immediately tell that they came looking for trouble; it didn't take a genius to guess.

"Hm?" Jergag frowned at the group of twenty True Dragons before he asked them, "What do you all want?"

"Step aside, Senior Jergag. We don't have business with you. It's the human we have business with," the leading True Dragon spoke before turning to Vaan. "Get out of our land, human. You're not welcome here! Your presence here has made many dragons feel uncomfortable."

"Our sacred land isn't yours to enjoy!" the leading True Dragon spoke with a middle-aged man's voice.