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.

of my friend,

“Po, po, po, po!”

“Stop it!”

was small and faint, but it

the

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and cracked-open streets blocking our path everywhere. The

for me to see ahead. If it hadn’t been for Popo and Griffin,

Tower was gone

and rocks much taller than me, trying my hardest to not slip and fall, I saw the ruins of the

was truly a sight to behold, the heart of

the 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 at, unsure on whether it was the Moon Tower itself or just a house nearby, and I finally arrived at the

standing there, and

my throat, the same panic as back then coursing through my veins and

I shouted with everything

small, the dragon hesitated. Who knew whether it was God that was helping me or whether it was the main character’s plot armor at

“You bad…”

breath, my chest heaving

bad guys. Bad, bad guys. You guys are so

“Po, po, po!”

to me and flapped its short

after he put Popo down, circling around us and then turning towards the

with its jaws hanging open,

as I let go of Popo, that

out of

“Grrrr…”

burning in its golden eyes, but there

up and get out

fluttered back with the gust of wind the dragon spewed

my gross cheeks and trying not

covering him faintly. His eyes were

only color on him the red line running down his throat from

trembling hand on his

He’s so cold.

Please,

absurd. He was the main

even told him

it, but he really was not moving. Maybe I couldn’t see it through the tears, but his chest really was not rising. There were no puffs of air coming from his slightly open mouth. The blood around and on him was too much, almost like he was drowning

tears falling down my cheeks and onto Izek’s white and still face, I bent over him, holding

it’s not

to come, begging God to not take him away

throat. I stiffened and froze, exhaling shakily and pulling away a little, my heart pounding in my ears

eyes were

My voice cracked as my chin trembled. I was barely holding it together. “D-Don’t

was shaking, but I

don’t get 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

what I was saying. Maybe

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