Orson couldn't hide his surprise. In his previous life, there had been more than one Dragon Tamer, but in terms of sheer legend, none compared to the woman standing before him.
She once commanded seven dragons to simultaneously wreak havoc across seven major public dungeons.
It was said her dragon-taming ability stemmed from the long-dead Light Dragon Emperor, granting her a natural suppression over lesser dragons. For her, taming one was barely a challenge.
After Dragon's Kiss Guild was pushed into the Dark Dragon faction, Orson had asked Madman to reach out to her in private.
She never replied. Icy as frost.
And yet here she was—out of Dragon's Kiss and now, unexpectedly, a member of Moonlight Guild.
"Xiran has me by her side," said DragonHarbinger softly, her gaze tender as it fell on Empress of the Moon. "So none of you are winning."
The way she looked at Empress held a gleam of emotion that couldn't be missed.
"You… you two…"
