The undead Skeletal Dragon grinned.
If objectives can be achieved through verbal communication, there's no need for violence and killing.
Applause echoed throughout the area—
Lance, seated cross-legged atop Turtle's head, clapped his hands.
This is the wisdom a Giant Dragon should have.
This is the cunning and craftiness a Giant Dragon should possess.
Lance gestured to the Young Dragon squatting behind him to come closer.
"Dragon Whelp, have you learned anything?"
"???"
The Young Dragon was puzzled. Learned what?
Had the undead Skeletal Dragon been teaching them?
Hadn't he just been threatening Venus?
Oh, Lance meant... had she learned how to threaten people?
Did that require learning?
As an empress, a single command was all it took; was there a need to learn?
"To use one's own formidable strength to threaten others?"
"That's right."
Lance patted Turtle's head beside him, signaling the Young Dragon to sit down.
