From the front, Aaron saw five men in maroon armor. Their hands seemed to be holding a spear with the blade blazing in flames.
Red horns and dragon tails distinguished them. They seemed to float in the air without the aid of any magic, presumably their strength was equivalent to a Venerable Sage tier mage.
'Damn. I didn't expect that this place was the territory of the mythological Dragon race,' Aaron explained, speechless.
"You guys go back to my body. Let me handle them," Aaron ordered softly to Thania and Aoi.
Both of them nodded. They returned to Aaron's body and disappeared in their magic. The eyes of one of the men of the dragon race squinted, precisely when he saw the two mythological races obeying Aaron.
"What is your purpose here, Human! Are you planning to return to destroy us?" asked the man, pointing his fire spear forward, threatening Aaron.