290-My Lost Scale.

Author's POV:

’No! I am not dying today," Ubel muttered while Beatrice was on her knees. Her limbs were enlarging as she was going into her first-ever transition. However, because it was her first time, the transition took time, giving Ubel enough time to rush into the house.

While Beatrice began to shift, Ubel grabbed iron chains and an injection filled with a mixture of drugs that contain iron to attack Beatrice with. He had kept this mixture for Destiny Despair. It was his way of saving himself from a tragedy. Once he rushed out of the house again, it surprised him to see the monster before his eyes.

His heart almost stopped, and he dropped to his knees when he watched a red dragon in its full form, ready to burn the world to a crisp.

Beatrice's dragon was large, with wings emitting smoke. While she screeched and flapped her wings, Ubel noticed the two golden scales on either side of her body under her wings.

"What are those things?" He asked himself in excitement, "Has to be gold,’ greed took over him, but even if he managed to get closer to her, he knew she would kill him.

She was out of control. Her first time had made her lose her sense of everything. Being kept inside and unable to recognize her full potential had caused her a lot of damage. Although Ace was strong, she was also lost.

Being open to the world was like giving a robot a human body. She couldn't even control her limbs, but her screeches were enough to scare Ubel.

acknowledged Maura had escaped, he

towards the restless dragon,

his heart pounding in his temples when she suddenly turned to him and lowered her head to stare him in

pee in. Beatrice exhaled from her nostrils before making a loud noise and turning her body around to hit him. His body felt the

sticking to her wing. She was turning around in quick movements to find him, and he was fearing that would

he knew if he let go, she would squash

able to make a loud noise for fear of her hearing him. While

was at this point that he realized, he has to get

he would let go of her, his eyes landed

freed his hand and held the scale, and then used his other hand

Beatrice screeched when the scale started

her. As she breathed out from her nostrils, he understood

he whispered with a broken smile, ’look! I am letting go," he said shakily, leaving

crawled away when

broke it. Her foot came in contact with the mixture, and she screamed, stepping away from

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