A low rumble echoed through the chamber, something between amusement and satisfaction. "Good."
Arkanos turned to his knights. "We move."
The warriors fell in behind him without hesitation.
…
As he reached the previously closed entrance, it began to open, revealing the rain outside. He cast one final glance over his shoulder, gazing at Vorthan, who stood behind them.
Vorthan remained motionless, his crimson eyes gleaming. "Do not delay, Bloodbane."
Arkanos smirked. "I never do."
He paused at the threshold of the tomb, glancing back at the dragon.
"As a favor," he said, "could you tell me about the significance of my bloodline?"
The dragon let out a low huff, the sound echoing through the chamber like distant thunder. His eyes glowed faintly as he regarded Arkanos.
"Complete this request first," Vorthan said, his tone firm. "Then, and only then, shall I answer any questions you have."
