C74 Contract to Force Submission(part I)

The next morning.

Even before Eavan, who had slept on the table for an entire night, woke up, he felt a heart-wrenching pain from the index finger of his left hand.

Ow!" So painful! Stop! Eavan shouted, as he waved his hand, finally escaping from the fierce bite of the Purple Electric Dragon. But there was a deep bite mark on his thumb.

"Ugh …" What is wrong with you?! Eavan scolded