However, the Dragon half-blood was someone who could not become a real Dragon.

Cale started to frown.

�Damn it, I shouldn�t have asked.�

Cale suppressed the annoying feeling rising up through his body as he headed out of the cell.

Witira bowed toward the ancient Dragon Eruhaben who waved her away and followed behind Cale.

Tap, tap.

Footsteps were the only thing that could be heard in the dark cave that was pitch black other than from the light of the torch. Witira and Raon were both quietly peeking at Cale.

Cale was cursing this fantasy world in his mind.

�What a rotten world!�

�Arm, the White Star, goddamn it, there�s nothing in this, �The Birth of a Hero,� world that I like.�

He wanted to flip everything over, but his glass body didn�t have the strength to do that.

�Damn it!�

Cale�s annoyed footsteps were rough and angry.

Cale continued to walk in a way that showed his emotions as he headed for the entrance. They soon arrived at the entrance of the underground cave.

�Young master Cale, shall I open it?�

Witira spoke up and tried to walk in front of him, however, Cale shook his head. He pulled at the door in his way as if he was taking out all of his frustration onto it.

�Aigoo.�

He was then shocked.

Bang!

He closed the door back.

Cale put his hand over his heart.

�Wow.

Wow, damn it.�

Cale took a deep breath and opened the door open. JrNovels.com