Azzarilth looked up and narrowed her eyes at Eoranth. "You look familiar…," she muttered.
Eoranth was displeased hearing the words. "You killed my father! I will take my revenge today!!" He bellowed.
Azzarilth's forehead went up. "Eoranth? Haha. How you have grown! You are like a splitting image of your father. Sadly, you will be joining your father's fate. I will be happy to arrange your reunion."
"It is you who will be meeting him today!" Eoranth returned.
"Quetzalcoatl Go back. I have Eoranth to support me," Broidrireg said to the wounded dragon.
"If the three of us work together, we can defeat her easier," Quetzalcoatl said.
"No. She is still too dangerous even with Eoranth here," Broidrireg said.
"Go back, Quetzalcoatl," Eoranth uttered. "You will just be a bother to us if we have to look after you."
Quetzalcoatl growled at Eoranth's statement, but he couldn't deny he wouldn't be of much help in his state.
