Shuurikou’s head was spinning. He understood there was something special about these people when he had seen them fight the New Wave Elite and win, but he wasn’t prepared for this. As it was, it had taken him most of that day while they were sleeping to work up the nerve to approach them. He was ready to hear that they came from the Seventh Moon, that they were genetically engineered to be superhuman, that they were living weapons, even that they were espers with supernatural powers. But somehow, even accepting all that, he never imagined that the little boy now sleeping between him and the gentle giant Kichiku in the front seat of his truck as he was driving down the highway could in fact be a dragon. The other things, he had a scientific explanation for, he even had a hypothesis concerni
