Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 323. Hole

The dragon’s spine was about two meters away from the ground, while its skull was, all in all, at a height of four meters.

I teleported to its head and rammed the sword into it, and it sank inside as if I were cutting through warm butter.

So satisfying.

The dragon screamed shrilly, again in the voice of a child, which made it much more creepy.

Henry had teleported to its back, attacking the spine.

The dragon’s wings started to flap the moment I pulled the sword out, and we were lifted into the air.

What we were doing wasn’t really trying to kill it, because we had no idea how to do that.

Instead, it was just to distract it and stop it from crossing.

Until help arrived—until there was a sign that the portal closed—there was no way we could stop this fruitless act.

He flew up and turned in the direction of the portal. I yelled Henry’s name, seeing him instantly build a wall of shadowy energy as I teleported to him at the dragon’s big spine.

The dragon’s skull was acidified, and he stopped, making a beeline to avoid the wall, and then again flying upwards.

I don’t get it. If the dragon wants to level up, it would only have to continue going through the wall until its heart was destroyed.

It was as if he would really die if his heart were crushed.

At the same time, none of the forms he showed us had really attacked us; the body with the skull hill also only ever walked toward us.

This behavior made it seem as if we were overreacting by attacking the dragon with swords; the whole ordeal didn’t seem as exciting anymore.

I am not here to bully a bunch of bones.

Henry circled the arm with which he held the sword in around my waist and pulled me to him, at the same time grabbing one of the ribs to hold onto it as it went up again.

"How often can you make that wall? Is that consuming your energy?" I yelled against the wind.

"Around fifty more times," Henry answered just as loudly.

Hmm, this sounds like a high number, but it would only take about one to two hours until Henry’s power ran out if the dragon continued to continuously attack the portal.

Two hours should be enough, however.

The next time the dragon tried to get to the portal, I looked out. There were still helicopters flying around, watching the situation, but not one person was seen on that burned-down street.

I don’t get it.

The soldiers that had come had all been burned to death, but that shouldn’t scare the reinforcements away?

There can also be no time difference, because the portal is currently open.

We continued to do nothing and ride the dragon; at some point, I even put the swords away with a good point of disappointment for my first fight with a dragon, or at least the bony version of one.

Half an hour had already gone by.

"Where are they?" I asked Henry, who still had me in half a hug, his eyes focused on the surroundings.

He chuckled.

"Why should they come when two idiots are already doing the work? They are waiting until the portal closes by itself."

What the?

That thought got me a little angry.

"No fucking way?" I yelled against the wind as we were again flown upwards, Henry expertly holding onto a rib of the dragon again after stopping him from crossing with a shadowy wall.

Henry side-eyed me, his eyes seeming to glow; his hair was blown in disorder as much as mine, but he still managed to look handsome as hell.

"What do you think?"

I clutched my head, so angry that I got a headache.

"Why didn’t you say a word?"

"Would it change anything?" He smiled, kissing my forehead.

Well, that’s true as well; it would not.

Call it my goddamn hero complex, but I can’t let the dragon cross; I don’t have a good feeling about that.

I sighed and flipped the coin at Henry, watching us continue this play of standing on the spine or clutching one of the bones. I didn’t see anything more.

I groaned in annoyance.

"Stop doing the wall; I’ll try cutting its head instead." We couldn’t rely on the wall forever, so we should try a different way to stop the dragon from crossing.

I conjured up the sword and held it out to Henry, who had no hands free, as he held me and onto the dragon’s rib.

"Oh." Before I could do anything, the dragon turned back down, so we both teleported onto the spine again, Henry instantly enchanting the sword, while I conjured up a second one for him.

I teleported to the beginning of its spine, Henry right beside me; we looked at each other, and I grinned, knowing he understood what I wanted to do.

I jumped, ramming my sword into the thick neck bone, only reaching through half the length by inserting the sword to its hilt, but Henry had done the same on his side, and before we could fall toward the ground, we both teleported back onto the dragon’s back as his skull fell.

His wings flapped disorderly as the dragon stopped midair, seemingly disoriented. We lost a bit of height, but not to the point of really falling.

"Okay, that works. But it doesn’t change our main concern."

Henry’s face was expressionless, but I somehow saw him transmitting the question of why we couldn’t simply go home.

"Fine, okay. We’ll fight that thing for another hour; if nobody comes to help, then we go home," I said, though I won’t let it come to this.

I had to flip the coin until it showed me what we could do to solve this shit.

"And let Michigan handle it?" Henry asked with a chuckle.

"Yeah." I laughed and saw a small knowing smile on his face. That fucker knows that it’s not an option.

I sighed again, dead tired as the giddiness from the merging had lessened, along with this anticlimactic fight and the uncooperative authorities.

The skull regrew, and the dragon flew in a circle before flying upwards again.

I’ll let Ethan know about this, and he should do something to lessen my sentence. If the motherfuckers give a shit about us ’idiots,’ there is no need to cooperate and let myself, including my pet, get locked up.

It went up and up and up as Henry held me by the waist and we dangled once again on one of the ribs.

And while I was still raging inside at the military and everyone else, there was a moment when my stomach turned, and I felt the air vibrate ever so slightly.

Before I could even think of the reason for this, I lost consciousness.

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My chest hurt, then felt strange as if someone was... sucking on it??

I snapped my eyes open, instinctively wanting to conjure up a knife, when electricity shot through my body.

That got me wide awake as I stared at Henry’s face, he apparently being on top of me.

"That was a shocker." He laughed, apparently the electricity going through my body affecting him as well.

"What the hell?" I noticed that he was wearing a metal collar on top of his necklace, and when I grabbed my neck, I found I was wearing one too.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"What is going on here?" I pushed him away and looked around. We were in an earth hole, approximately three meters deep and two meters wide. When I looked up, I could see real trees and a cloudy sky.

"I woke up here not long ago." He shrugged, letting himself fall back in a leisurely position.

"We were on the dragon; how did we show up here?!"

"Maybe the dragon flew through a portal?" Henry offered, looking at my chest.

I followed his gaze, only now noticing that my upper body was naked, and around my nipple was a clear bite wound.

"Did you fucker just assault me?" I asked him, ready to throw a punch when he broke into a grin.

He lifted his shirt wordlessly.

There was a clear bite wound around his own nipple, accompanied by others around his muscular chest and abs.

I was thrown into speechlessness by my own handy work.

"What about the collars?" I averted my eyes, and he lowered his shirt with a happy laugh.

"It looks like the one Dr. Carell had put on me." Henry shrugged again.

"Why, how, who the fu—"

"I don’t care." He interrupted me.

"There is nobody around here, and there is no immediate danger. So do it."

"Do what?" Is this situation even real? Where the fuck even are we?

"You owe me something."