Anon’s next objective was found, his eyes feasting on the mountain peak, his eyes set on fighting Bayle. He had already fought 5 dragons, and the last one had been quite challenging. He was expecting a tough battle ahead, but he didn’t know if his heart was truly into it. The man was still conflicted about his life. However, he decided to shake the thoughts away and get up on his feet, slowly making his way towards the mountain.

The journey was difficult, the wind blowing hard at him, snow covering his path, and his clothes were getting a tiny bit torn apart by the thorny bushes. But finally, the man got to the mountain’s top. It was very high up, and it gave the man a beautiful view of the surrounding lands, but this wasn’t the time to look around. His attention was solely focused on Bayle, who was standing there, his eyes locked on him. His appearance was a bit unusual. The dragon looked to be very injured, the most notable damage was his missing left leg, and the man wondered how could a being so big even manage to lose it.

Bayle was standing in the middle of the mountain peak, his arms crossed and his face showing a stern and serious expression. The dragon had no idea what this man wanted, but he sure looked determined. Bayle wasn’t really interested in a fight, but if he had to, he’d show the man his true power. Bayle’s eyes narrowed as he noticed the man slowly walking up to him, and as they were finally face-to-face, the dragon spoke.

“What is your name, and why did you come here? Looking for a fight?”