Thalia stood up, glancing back at Adrian. Then, it turned around and stared defiantly at Alistair, saying, "Old geezer! You guys want my Dragon Soul, right? Just come and take it!"

"Aren't you going to run away?" Fynn asked.

"Heh, take a guess," Thalia said nonchalantly.

Fynn took a step back, and Alistair and Haider looked serious. They weren't even angry with Adrian; they were just wary of him. What had he done to this dragon?

It seemed like Thalia's strength had recovered!

"Emma! What happened in the tower?" Alistair deeply regretted his decision, feeling that Emma probably had betrayed him.

"Didn't I already tell you? I reported to you every day about what happened inside," Emma said indifferently.

"You didn't tell me the dragon had already regained its strength!"

"What difference does that make?" Emma smirked, her thin lips making her look exceptionally stern.

"Why you..." Alistair felt a sense of panic; he had underestimated Emma. He thought she would never betray him.