The question hung in the air like a blade waiting to fall.
"Do you remember me?"
The Blue Dragon's reaction was all the answer Kai needed.
Its massive body, which had been trembling from Fanny's earlier strike, began to shake even harder.
The golden eyes that had been wide with fear narrowed as the dragon's gaze locked onto the black mask, and then slowly traveled to the three lifeless dragon corpses lying in a row behind the man.
The Red Dragon. The Green Dragon. The Wind Dragon.
All dead.
All laid out like trophies.
And standing before them, calm and unbothered, was the very man who had killed them.
The Blue Dragon's jaws parted, and for the first time since its revival, it spoke actual words, formed through the guttural vibrations of its throat and shaped by the ancient magic that allowed higher-level monsters to communicate in the common tongue.
"I... remember you."
Its voice was deep and cracked, like stone grinding against stone.
