"Drake Vorr, don't forget this one thing—you aren't a human, but a dragon!" Drax roared out.
After Drake heard this, it was as if something had opened within him.
"Yes, I am now a dragon, not a human," he muttered.
"Thanks a lot, Draco," Drake said.
"No need for that. I can't just watch our Emperor go downhill," Drax chuckled while Drake smiled.
Drake turned to Kaidros, who was looking at him as he awaited Drake's decision. The discussion with Drax had been done telepathically, and they weren't able to see his figure, so Kaidros had no idea what was going on.
The only thing Kaidros noticed was the change in Drake's aura—it was more draconic, domineering, and imperial.
Drake looked at Kaidros, realizing some things he had done. A sword must always be sharp; even if blunt, it must be able to cut. Whenever a sword is released, it must taste battle.
