Ethan's jaw dropped as he stared at the ethereal form, completely dumbfounded.
Ryan and the others wore identical expressions of disbelief.
A Dragon… it was truly a Dragon.
A creature of myth, something he'd only seen on television, in novels, and… in the world of Ethereal.
To see one manifest before him now, he still found it hard to credit.
Even though, since his rebirth, he'd been exposed to the Supernatural World and witnessed all sorts of strange phenomena, this was different.
This was a sacred symbol deeply ingrained in the hearts of people; its appearance was profoundly shocking.
However, the Dragon behind Markham was in an insubstantial state – this must be what they called a Dragon Soul.
What was even stranger was that this particular Dragon had its two front claws dangling uselessly.
".…"
"This…" The younger woman was speechless.
