Ghelgath turned to face the newcomer, a sinister grin spreading across his face. "And here comes the brat," he mocked, his voice dripping with disdain.
Lukas's eyes never left Ghelgath as he approached. "Hi, brother," he said calmly, his voice steady and controlled.
"I am not your brother anymore, you brat. I am the Dragon Lord. I'll kill you now," Ghelgath snarled, his fury palpable.
Lukas's expression remained unchanged, his gaze unwavering. "First, I have questions for you, Arnold," he said, his tone firm and unyielding.
Ghelgath's lips curled into a smirk. "Questions, huh? Oh, you've always been a bold one, even in dire situations, Lukas," he replied, amusement flickering in his eyes. "What questions do you have? I'll just answer them as our parting gift."
Lukas took a deep breath, his mind racing with thoughts. "What is your goal?" he asked, his voice steady.
