The other enemy

As snowflakes slowly descended from the night sky and fell onto the white blanket of snow ground, in the dragon realm city, Fabian Lyndhurst stumbled out of an extravagant building, its sign board flashing "Pleasure All Night." The night wind clung to him as he sauntered down the brightly lit street with his disheveled long blue hair and golden gray eyes. Beside him, his two friends exchanged hushed laughs.

"Fabian, I never knew you as someone who gets scared of a mere threat. You wanted to have fun with El-Dezeus' human bride but you hide your tail under you legs at his mere threat, when it was you who also told us he was a weakling. Now who is the weakling?" Said his friends, who he had just told about his encounter with Draven El-Dezeus months ago.