After Verloren left, Lu spent his time to look at the guard and watch his every move. He calculated his timing, hoping that they could fly out without any arrows pierced through his wings or any part of their body. Sure, his body is strong like a metal, but not his wings. It could fly and hold any weight, but not the sharp objects. If any arrows went through it, he's sure that it will hurt like hell. But after a while, he noticed that the guard didn't always have his bow in his hand. He tends to put it down and sat down, letting off his guard. Bad move.

Lu stared on his arm and unbuttoned his cape, not taking them off, but it will safe a lot of time when he transform back to his dragon shape. He heard a familiar voice called out to him and he turned around. Verloren approached him with a small bag slung over his shoulder. "You ready??" The dragon asked, and in a second, he transformed into his real appearance.

The cape placed on his back neatly as a cover, so his rider won't feel any pain sitting on his body. Scales, rough skin, anyone could get a very bad scratch from that. "we can fly past the guard. Just hold on tight to me."