"I never expected Aella actually to allow this. You know?" Ganta looked at Arad as she leaned on a tree. "Been her friend for just mere months, told her to clear my chest and move past it. Never really expected I'd end up running after another woman's husband."
She pushed herself away from the tree and looked at him. "But here we are. She dug through my background, found where I came from, and even managed to contact my family." She approached Arad. "People call us by many names, but we'd prefer to be called the silver ones."
She was a tall woman who stood at almost two meters in height, a giantess among her peers, but in front of Arad, she looked far too short, standing at two-thirds of his height.
"Short story, we hunt and eat dragons. But we aren't some powerful heroes or warriors. We merely target the younger dragons. We rarely hunt an adult, let alone someone stronger."
