The colorless world was dyed with colors again, the time that was frozen began to flow once more, and the dragon swarm that was like statues became lively again.
The dragons were unaware of what had just happened; their emotions and consciousness still lingered in the previous attack, so many Chicken Snake Dragons subconsciously wanted to continue their actions.
But a familiar hiss of a snake gradually quieted the dragon swarm.
It was the leader's voice.
Though the dragon swarm was somewhat puzzled as to why the leader wanted them to stop, the leader's authority over the years made them unconditionally comply, so the restless dragon swarm gradually quieted down.
Seeing this, Dorothy also breathed a sigh of relief. She reached into her pocket, then took out a piece of True Dragon Meat and threw it to the snake head in her hand.
"Consider this the compensation for before?"
She said as such.
