The Abrupt Approach 2.

A month before, during the time when the Humane kingdom was frozen to its core. Many miles away, Abbey, effortlessly avoided the sudden terrain of mountain glaciers enveloped wildly in his blue lightning before it was discharged down to the frozen soil.

He stood still on the icebound ground, cold vapor exhaling from his mouth.

None of all these were new to him while staring from afar however the huge mountains of sturdy ice stood highly round about him, blocking his view then with a slight, faint sigh looking up to the sky, he was about moving; maybe he was worried about his wife and child, maybe not. No one knows what was in his mind at that very moment.

At that very moment a fragrant smell strongly filled the air.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting, Abbey from the main family of the house of Ida, a family known to be the greatest trainers there is or should I say the last male survivor from the main family that could god-willingly tame even an entity as great as a Dragon?” a disembod