"Who are you? I feel a sense of familiarity with you, like…" Ethan's voice faltered, his tone tinged with confusion as his glowing eyes locked onto Nethrix. There was an unspoken connection, an echo of recognition that he couldn't quite place.
Nethrix's smirk widened, and he slowly lowered himself onto the scorched ground, the blackened stone hissing faintly under his weight. "I am Nethrix," he said, his voice calm yet brimming with authority. Then, with a faint chuckle, he added, "But more importantly… I am also family." His proud smirk deepened as he watched Ethan's reaction.
"Family?" Ethan repeated, his brow furrowing. He lowered himself to the ground, his ethereal wings folding slightly behind him as he studied the enigmatic figure before him. "Are you… something like my ancestor?"
