Phelps turned to her, his curiosity piqued. Typically, he would dismiss such talks, but coming from Weima, he felt compelled to comply.
"First, you must refrain from harming humans unless they provoke us. Your penchant for violence could jeopardize our stealthy approach. Second, you must maintain your human disguise at all times to avoid exposing your true identity. Lastly, Bruce is highly strategic, and we need to follow his lead on critical decisions."
Phelps could stomach the first two conditions, but bristled at the third. The idea of a humble green dragon like Bruce commanding him was too much for his pride. "I cannot accept being led by him," Phelps muttered, clearly agitated.
