Felix fell silent before standing up. "If that's your decision, then I have nothing more to say."

To his surprise, Lionel chuckled. "I was just joking. How could I possibly risk my life for that bone? Go ahead with the treatment."

It was all a test to see if Felix truly understood the nature of the bone. Felix hadn't given away anything, so the Warlord felt reassured.

Felix felt a little helpless. Dealing with these experienced veterans was truly nerve-wracking. Even a minor reaction could have complicated things.

Gerald had been right. Only those who practiced the Dragons Destroyer technique could safely refine an ancient dragon's spine. Anyone else, like Lionel with his unorthodox approach, was bound to face problems sooner or later.

Outside, Nala sat on a small bench in the courtyard, lost in thought.

To be honest, she had always had men wrapped around her finger, but Felix was different. Not only did he seem unaffected by her charm, but he had also, strangely, become an enig