Nowi's rode a Wyvern before, but never another person(?) before. It's almost as if all of her childish dreams were coming true before her very eyes. If only Gregor agreed to let her ride on his shoulders into battle or if their darling tactician agreed to pair her up with someone who she could mount.
(It doesn't once cross her mind that as the dragon in her army, she would be the one giving people a ride.)
"All right, let's do it!" Incoming one very, very enthusiastic girl scrambling onto her back.
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Nowi's rode a Wyvern before, but never another person(?) before. It's almost as if all of her childish dreams were coming true before her very eyes. If only Gregor agreed to let her ride on his shoulders into battle or if their darling tactician agreed to pair her up with someone who she could mount.
(It doesn't once cross her mind that as the dragon in her army, she would be the one giving people a ride.)
"All right, let's do it!" Incoming one very, very enthusiastic girl scrambling onto her back.