C523 This Mental State Is Really Bad

Above the clouds, a massive silver dragon sliced swiftly through the sky, its wings beating at a leisurely pace.

"Hu—"

With the sound of air tearing around him, Igrel glanced downward, then dipped his neck, guiding his body to descend through the cloud cover. Below, a towering mountain peak came into view.

"I'm constantly flying out here every few days. Maybe I should create more clones? No