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!”

small and faint, but

it was loud enough to make the dragon falter

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our destination because there were massive boulders and cracked-open streets blocking our path everywhere. The roads were wholly encased in

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

Tower was

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

the heart of winter coming

steps of the frozen staircase on the outer wall of the building I was nervously clawing at, unsure on whether

big dragon was standing there, and Izek was

sight had the breath catch in my throat, the same panic as back then coursing through my veins and tremors running up and

shouted with

small, the dragon hesitated. Who knew whether it was God that was helping me or whether

“You bad…”

breath, my chest heaving

guys. Bad, bad guys. You guys

“Po, po, po!”

up to me and flapped its short arms around. I didn’t care how foolish I looked

down, circling around

was staring at me with its jaws hanging open, looking

as I let go of Popo,

out of my

“Grrrr…”

disappointment and resentment burning in its

get out of the

hair fluttered back with the gust of wind the dragon spewed out, my

gross cheeks and trying not to gag, I rushed

was lying in a pool of dark red blood, white snow covering him faintly. His eyes were closed and I

him the red line

put my trembling hand on his cheek, my heart sank to

He’s so cold.

Please,

of him really dying here seemed absurd. He was the main character, it couldn’t end like this.

haven’t even

but he really was not moving. Maybe I couldn’t see it through the tears, but his chest really was not rising. There

and shivering helplessly, my shoulders quaking and the tears falling down my cheeks and onto Izek’s white and still face, I

not true, it’s

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

a few fingers twitching and small breaths blowing against my throat. I stiffened and froze, exhaling shakily and pulling

were looking right

was barely holding it together. “D-Don’t stare at me

and I was shaking, but

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

was saying. Maybe I had

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