Chapter 15

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ON THE SAME NIGHT AS THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER.

IN THE UNDERWORLD.

On a very high mountain. That was illuminated by the light of the moon, in said mountain there was a person sitting on the ground, thanks to the moonlight it could be distinguished that said person possessed a purple suit. That person was a man about 30 to 35 years old, with light and dark purple hair. Yellow eyes, this person looked normal but something was strange because he had yellow horns.

????: When will he arrive? It has been a few minutes since I called him.

He took out a glass bottle with an amber liquid and began to drink from said bottle. Out of nowhere, he felt an immense pressure in the sky, as a huge ray of light appeared.

From this light, a huge figure emerged, its scales shined by the light of the moon, and this figure began to speak.

????, looking at the purple haired man: Look who it is, haha. It's been hundreds or thousands of years since I've seen you in that form Tannin - watching Tannin, in human form, while smiling.

Tannin: Hello Fafnir - looking at the golden dragon that was in the sky.

Fafnir: How are you doing? - lowering his head to the ground near where Tannin stood.

Tannin: Alright, more or less - looking at his drink - But first of all - turning his attention to Fafnir - change your form, you're attracting a lot of attention - before taking a sip from his drink.

Fafnir: I don't like that form, apart from that, I'm a very busy dragon, so I shall say my goodbyes - preparing to leave, until he heard a dark growl directed at him.

Tannin: FAFNIR - his tone was dark, almost like snarl.

Fafnir stopped in his tracks, as it was rare for Tannin to speak like this. Usually, his tone almost always spoke in a calm, proud, boring or a little angry tone. But that tone was something else.

Fafnir: What's going on, Tannin? - a little nervous as he directed his attention back to Tannin.

Tannin: Are you deaf? I told you to change form.

Fafnir, sighing in defeat: Since I have no other choice left.

A shine covered Fafnir completely. When the shine went away, a man of about 25 years appeared, with golden hair, eyes of the same color and wearing a gold-colored suit with silver details.

Tannin: I didn't remember how you looked that way

Fafnir: Yeah, yeah, now what do you want because you know I don't like to be in this form.

Tannin: First, sit down -pointing to the stump next to him.

Fafnir: Ok - sitting next to Tannin, but having an eerily feeling.

Tannin: Now, you want some? - showing the glass bottle that held the amber liquid.

Fafnir: Oh, give me, give me - a little excited, momentarily forgetting about the feeling he had.

Tannin took out another bottle and gave it to Fafnir.

Fafnir: Ah - opens the bottle and begins to drink - golden apple liqueur, how delicious.

Tannin: Yes, you're right - drinking wine from his own bottle.

Both drank as if it were water, they each drank about 4 bottles.

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