"A child?"
Hex glanced at Elsa's flat stomach. Was she also one of the people willing to perform a Sin or a Taboo?
'What's up with people and pregnant women?' Hex couldn't help but 'tsk' in his mind. From his 'birth' to the Divine Lord, every mind-boggling event involved pregnancy and children.
Elsa, however, didn't notice the grimace on his face. She was lost in her world. She looked at the body below with watery eyes.
"Yes, my child. That bitch, Saint Elsa Oswaldo to you humans, attacked me, I was expecting. Unlike humans, it takes a dragon years before their child can be born. The rarer and purer their bloodline, the longer their development takes.
When she used the Talons of Frozen Death on me, I knew my end was near. I burnt more than half of my soul and all my blood to protect my child."
