Boom!
Ten huge iron boxes were thrown by Russell into the Shadowflame Volcano.
"Shadowflame, the ten Fallen Bipedal Flying Dragons you asked for, I have brought them back for you." Russell opened the iron boxes one by one.
Inside the iron boxes were Fallen Bipedal Flying Dragons comfortably bound by Metal Magic Circles, all of them corroded flesh and reduced to bare bone frameworks. Of course, their eye sockets flickered with ghostly flames; they had not died.
"Hmm, you really did bring the corrupt Bipedal Flying Dragons!" The Shadowflame Dragon narrowed its eyes, looking utterly content.
Since it chose Russell to be its Knight.
Everything had become different, domains continuously expanded, Frost Star Beads stockpiled in batches, and now it could refine Fallen Bipedal Flying Dragons.
This comfortable life was an experience it never had during hundreds of years, unlike any previous cooperation with three Dragon Knights.