"It's an honor, I'll have you know."
He approached her with short, measured steps, his figure cast a deep shadow on her figure soon, blocking the light of the river. Sabrina stepped back, but he caught her chin, raising it up.
"A dragon, the apex. I will give you that chance, because you are fit for it."
"..."
The skin on her face shivered as his cold breath escaped from his mask. She asked.
"Why?"
"I want you to do something."
"Which is?"
He smiled, letting out a short laugh, he released her chin, and the smile on his mask widened.
"Are you aware of the relationship the prince has with his father, the supreme of chaos?"
"... what?"
"Suleras, the supreme dragon of chaos, is also one who has blessed the prince. The drop of ichor, it is his."
