"So you're back," Arceus muttered, not bothering to turn around.
His voice was calm, indifferent, as if Alex's return was nothing but an inevitability.
"I'm kind of busy, but… I think you did it, didn't you?"
Alex stepped forward, his expression unreadable.
"Right on. I got the dragon bloodline."
Of course, so much more had happened than simply getting the [Dragon Bloodline], but Arceus didn't need to hear any of that.
Not now.
Without waiting for any further instructions, Alex released his [Wings of Destiny].
A powerful golden aura radiated from him as the massive, majestic wings spread out behind his back.
Arceus turned his head slightly, just enough to see them.
Then he gave a small, approving nod.
"Didn't expect you to actually pull it off, kid."
There was a hint of something in his tone.
Was it admiration? Annoyance? It was hard to tell.
