"Damn it!" Merlot growled, his voice laced with frustration as he watched the green dragon solidify into a statue. "What a waste of a celestial creature giving its energy to a mere human."
"They'll become stronger because of it," Floria muttered, standing beside him at a distance from the ritual site. Though they weren't participants, they had witnessed the entire event unfold. Her gaze flickered toward the dragon statue, her expression unreadable. "We only have the black dragon with us."
Merlot's jaw clenched, his eyes narrowing. "It doesn't matter. Once we have Katelina, everything will fall into place. Prepare what you need for the Mooncake Festival, and ensure there are no loopholes this time!" His voice was sharp, leaving no room for argument.
Floria opened her mouth, ready to voice her thoughts, but she was interrupted by the approach of Merlot's page boy.
"My Lord, the carriage is ready," the boy announced, bowing slightly.