How to Get My Husband on My Side

“What did my wife—argh! Annoying f**king b*st*rd…”

The Frost Dragon, eyes still locked on Izek, slowly opened its massive jaws.

Die, it almost seemed to tell him.

Ivan tensed and jumped to his feet, trying to run over there, but Ruve held him back.

“I understand what you’re thinking, but I can’t let you go like this, Ivan.”

“No! Are you—”

The sound of a strange squeak coming from above had the two men jerking their heads upwards.

An untimely and unexpected cry from a monster bird rang out again, but the Paladins didn’t have the time to care about it.

It was the Frost Dragon who had the knights all around stop dead in their tracks, the beast suddenly snapping its jaws shut and turning its gaze towards the newcomers.

Looking up at the sky side by side, beast and man all stock-still, they were greeted with a scene that was both unbelievable and ridiculously absurd.

The knights had already guessed that it would be a griffin monster judging from the cry, the sight of a lonely bird flying through the blizzard like the Holy Spirit descending on them like a dove not something worth their attention.

However, the plump Popori hanging leisurely from the griffin’s talons was what made this scene truly bizarre. In a way, this was infinitely more interesting than what the Frost Dragon had done to Elendale until now.

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“What the hell kind of combo is that…?”

The faint whisper softly echoing through the air perfectly encapsulated what everyone was thinking at the moment.

Ivan, desperately trying not to show anything on his face, closed his open mouth and met Ruve’s stunned eyes. Camu and Ezekiel were exactly the same.

The memories of that day in the Frost Forest flashed before the minority elite’s eyes.

The dragon seemed to be just as fascinated as the humans, standing still and staring hard at the two monsters that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere as if it was possessed, its ears twitching and its head tilted to the side.

A quiet second passed by before the silence was broken.

The two monsters drew closer to the dragon and circled its head, the griffin chirping, the dragon growling and the Popori yapping.

The men looked on as the three monsters seemingly argued with each other. Only the Lord would know what the hell was being said.

This had to be the most outlandish sight in all of human history.

It was strange to see the dragon growl and yelp instead of simply going in for the kill, but Ivan didn’t question it and took the plunge, sneaking his way to Izek.

Of course, luck was not on his side.

As soon as Ivan neared his friend, the dragon growled menacingly, a sound very different from when it was conversing with the Popori, and turned its golden eyes towards the knight.

It glared at him with a fire that had Ivan clam up and freeze over, an ice-cold chill running down his spine. Terror overtook him.

Izek, breathing heavily and throwing up too much blood, was too pale.

go of my friend, you

“Po, po, po, po!”

“Stop it!”

cry was small and

make the dragon falter and for

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our destination because there were massive boulders and cracked-open streets blocking our path everywhere.

for me to see ahead. If it hadn’t been for Popo and Griffin, we never would have gotten to

Tower was

my hardest to not slip and

sight to behold, the heart

piles of ice and snow, awkwardly scurrying along the steps of the frozen staircase on the outer wall of the building I was nervously clawing

standing there, and Izek was under

same panic as back then coursing through my veins and tremors running

shouted with

voice was hoarse and too small, the dragon hesitated. Who knew whether it was God that was helping

“You bad…”

out of breath, my chest heaving

Bad, bad guys.

“Po, po, po!”

its short arms around. I didn’t care how foolish I looked as I ran

above me after he put Popo down, circling around

me with its jaws hanging open, looking like a lost puppy

let go of Popo,

of my

“Grrrr…”

burning in its golden eyes, but there were no other signs

up and get out of the

the gust of wind the dragon spewed out, my

spitting on me, silly!” Rubbing my gross cheeks and trying not to gag, I rushed

was lying in a pool of dark red blood, white snow covering him

was ashen, the only color on him the

as I put my trembling hand on his cheek,

He’s so cold.

Please, please,

of him really dying here seemed absurd. He was the main character,

haven’t even told him

really was not rising. There were no puffs of air coming from his slightly open

helplessly, my shoulders quaking and the tears falling down my

true, it’s not true,

hoping, praying for any miracle to come, begging God to not take him away like this. Crying silently

felt something move, a few fingers twitching and small breaths blowing against my throat. I stiffened and froze, exhaling shakily and pulling away a little, my heart pounding in my ears as I dared

scarlet eyes were

cracked as my chin trembled. I was barely holding it together.

breathing and I was

angry! If you get angry now, then, hic, your blood pressure will rise and… and you might really die! Really! How can I live if you die? Tell me… How… How am I supposed to live without you…You’re, hic, the first person that made me want to… live! To be with you! I don’t want to be without you… I don’t want to live without you! For

I was saying. Maybe

panting and spitting out the blood in his mouth, finally moved his lips. “You foolish