"The hell did you just say? Uncle?" Walking closer to Seth, Keith asked the young boy in front of him.
Seth turned to take a glance at this man that wanted him dead. 'Explaining isn't an option.'
Separating from the bones of his uncle, Seth decided to give an answer to Keith instead of keeping him in unnecessary suspense.
"If that thing, that dragon is your uncle as you said, does that mean you're a dragon?"
Before Seth could answer, Keith asked another question that made Seth change his mind.
"Just ignore the ramblings of this young child." Seth waved his empty left hand while he stared at the Life Cleaver held firmly in his right hand.
"If that's what you wish, but what's that in your hand?" Keith wouldn't simply let Seth have the weapon. The weapon looked too good to be left in the hands of Seth and his greed was already kicking in.
