"Quite the explosive welcome, I must say."
Mokah slowly raised his head, a crooked smirk spreading across his face. His gaze locked onto the figure who had dared to attack the Prince of Thalyron Family in his own home world.
That too, right in front of his father who was one of the strongest beings in the entire expanse.
As Mokah met the attacker's eyes, only a smile remained on his face.
"If it isn't my lovely Gorilla."
His voice was thick with nostalgia as he looked at the ethereally beautiful elf standing before him. Her golden hair shimmered like starlight, strands flowing freely as her sharp green eyes locked onto his own unchanged and just as fierce as ever.
She drew her fist back and without hesitation, unleashed another punch.
"Don't call me that, you bastard."
Eidon could only sigh, watching Mokah and Gretta fight like children, exactly the way they always had, was oddly familiar.
He turned slightly and nodded toward Caera.
