"Do you know how dangerous you are?" Eishardt's voice cut through the tranquil air, her words sharp and sudden, causing Reno to momentarily freeze. His brows furrowed, caught off guard by the accusatory tone that seemed completely out of place.
Dangerous? Reno's mind whirled as he attempted to piece together the meaning behind the dragon's cryptic remark.
Was it because of his strength? His abilities? Yet, something about the weight of her words suggested it went beyond mere power.
"If everyone is bound by a string of fate," Eishardt continued, her ethereal voice smooth and layered with ancient wisdom, "then yours are not. Yours are broken, like threads cut before they could be woven into the world's tapestry." The words hung in the air, filled with an almost mystical quality, leaving Reno with nothing but more questions.
"What are you talking about?" he asked, frustration edging into his voice as the Dragon's riddles tested his patience.
