[Cale Henituse x Fem Reader]
Genre: angst to fluff
TW: swearing, mentioned of death
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"There is someone you need to be careful with."
The others who were listening for the secrets of their enemy from one of the captures they took on their side were listening attentively.
"Someone we need to be careful with? Are there more tribes that are joining hands with him?"
The black-haired swordmaster, Choi Han, frowned. He didn't understand why many people were siding with that piece of sh*t that hurt many people.
"Why do we need to be careful when the great and mighty me is here? Hey, Dragon Half-Blood, answer me!"
The chubby black dragon, who was just now resting his head on a human's lap, was looking at the man who was giving them the information with eyes of curiosity. He tapped his paw on the table repeatedly, but a man with long red hair held the paw, worrying that the table might break because of the dragon's strength.
"Don't do that; you might hurt yourself, Raon."
His soft voice echoed in the room. The black dragon, Raon Miru, huffed but obeyed before he put his head back on his human's lap.
"Continue."
One command from the long red-haired man, the Dragon Half-Blood nodded obediently. They just finished 'visiting' one of the enemy's bases and reclaiming Molan's household, courtesy of him, who told the red-haired man that information. Causing chaos and running away.
Now, he was talking about his past.
However, he, the Dragon Half-Blood, remembered a piece of information that might be crucial for this group to know. Information that might tilt their advantage situation into a different path if he lets it be.
"White Star's right-hand man. Someone who might be able to compare with White Star's strength alone."
The words uttered by Dragon Half-Blood were making the others frown.
"Someone who has strength just like the White Star? Then, that person must be strong."
A man with a rather young face, but whose age can't be depicted by that image, was talking in a calm manner. He brushed his long, blond hair that was hanging from his shoulder to the back.
"I don't really know the comparison because I have never seen them fight each other. But she would sometimes follow me while hunting the dragons."
The atmosphere turned cold.
"I see. An enemy deserved to be killed then."
The Dragon Half-Blood gulped down his saliva, realizing that this gold dragon was angry at the mention of dragons being hunted down again.
"That person would just follow me and do nothing. White Star was always eager to let her follow me; maybe it was just to supervise me. But that person never does anything or even helps me."
"So you want to say you never really witnessed her strength, nya?"
The gray kitten voiced out, getting a good job pat from the long red-haired man.
"No, not when I am hunting the dragons. I managed to witness her strength while she was practicing alone. It was just a coincidence, but what I managed to see is that she could use an aura."
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