Dennis' face turned as red as a tomato. He stuck his neck out and said in a trembling voice, "Of...of course not!" However, his forehead was utterly covered in sweat.

Meanwhile, Angela's slight frame was also trembling, and her exquisite face had paled. Her previous anticipation of seeing a dragon had been replaced with shock and fear.

"What should we do, Dennis?" she asked as she grabbed his sleeves.

"I—" Dennis' mind went blank with panic. "I don't know."

Darryl laughed to himself. "Young