Illis completely lost sight of the giant dragon that was supposed to be underfoot.
For that reason, Illis instinctively jumped further up into the air.
The same followed Astalot, both looking down from far above and below his eyes.
"... the other Thousand Years Dragons don't seem to be moving..."
Ilis glanced far down and told him to squirm with a frown root.
Then Astalot beside him agreed, glancing under his feet in the same way.
"Oh sure, there seems to be four other bodies... but you have a pocky empty middle..."
Then suddenly, those four thousand-year-old dragons flew with giant wings winged.
When the two gazed at each other for only a moment, they immediately shifted their gaze underneath their feet and entered into the greatest state of vigilance with a rugged look.
But with all due respect to both of them, the four-year-old dragon moved its wings greatly and slowly, rising quietly and slowly.
And that distance, approaching just about a hundred meters or so, or Astalot found something and raised his voice.
"... yeah? Anything?
Iris also reacted quickly to Astalot's crushing.
"Where? Where are you going? What are you saying?
"There. Just in the center of the four thousand-year-old dragons... what's so small that they're not coming up together?
Iris narrowed his eyes and looked for it.
"You think it's a small thing?...... yeah? Is that it?"