The Legendary True Dragon arrogantly raised its head. It strode leisurely, step by step, toward the trembling Reiya, who was struggling even to stand. Looking down at the tiny, silver-haired girl with its crimson, slitted pupils, it spoke:
"You truly have made a fool of me. My dignity, my wealth, even my Clan—all lost to your shameful deception. Heh, heh, ha, ha, ha... A beautiful job, truly. Should I praise your audacity? To think you could subvert my domain with a complete and utter lie. I suppose that is a skill in itself."
Despite being deceived and suffering such a great humiliation, his thousand years of wealth turned to ashes, Scorching Wings still suppressed his rage and did not immediately tear her to shreds.
As a True Dragon, he posed one final question:
"......I will ask only once. Dragon who bears the Blood of the Divine Ancestor, who exactly are you?"
"Who am I?"
