As the scene unfolded with Ember, Ashton noticed a tinge of sadness in the eyes of Drakon, his loyal summoned undead Chimaera.
The creature had faithfully stood by his side throughout their battles, and Ashton couldn't help but empathise with its desire for growth and strength.
"Don't worry, little guy," he said. "I have not forgotten my promise yet."
With a warm smile, Ashton raised his hand, signalling the skeletal warriors to halt their scavenging. The sound of clattering bones ceased, and an eerie stillness settled over the battlefield.
"Drakon," Ashton addressed his summon, his voice filled with understanding. "I see the longing in your eyes, the hunger for power. I won't deny you the opportunity to evolve and become stronger. Take what you need from the fallen Drakonian. But don't take too much. Everyone else needs some as well."
