All members of the Council had become too used to the Father of all Dragons’ aloof attitude and treated him as a peer. Leegaain wasn’t as overbearing as Salaark, nor passionate as Tyris, so many considered him an eccentric old man.
However, Leegaain wasn’t old so much as ancient, and he was no man at all.
"I apologize on behalf of the undead faction and I give you my word that your daughter will suffer no harm from us until our next encounter." Inxialot said while taking a good look at his own shoes.
’I may be crazy, but I’m not stupid. I’m not going to put everything I worked hard for at stake for that dumb tree.’ He thought. ’The Horsemen act cocky in front of the Guardians because their mommy has their backs, but for anyone else facing Leegaain without a rock-solid plan is plain suicide.’
After the vow, the undead were allowed to stand. One after the other the representatives of the different factions repeated Inxialot’s oath, returning the room to normality.
"All Dragons come from the same bloodline, so I don’t care about who sired you, you’re my little brother." Xenagrosh said the moment she was certain that no one would interrupt her again.
"As for the array, it’s a simple trick, but it requires both an omni pocket and an ability akin to Origin Flames. I would like to tell you more, but Dad might kill me if I reveal more in front of so many Forgemasters." The gold coin disappeared and what looked like a business card had taken its place.
One side had a communication rune engraved on it while the other was blank.
"If you ever find an omni pocket or you just need to talk, apply my rune on your amulet and your rune on the card."
The revelation that Menadion had managed to reproduce Leegaain’s craft and the raw power Lith felt from Xenagrosh while she was protecting him shocked Lith. Yet he forced himself to focus on the newly acquired information.
’The Abomination told me even less than Xedros did a while ago, but her words weren’t a riddle, and more importantly, I saw her using a pocket. I think...’
"Enough of your nonsense, Lotho. You already made us waste too much time." Raagu’s words snapped Lith out of his reverie and earned her applause from Inxialot.
"This is a matter between only the beasts and the humans, yet its resolution can only be determined through the Council’s ruling. We need to determine which one of us is better suited to nurture Verhen’s talent."
"Indeed." Feela nodded. "The only things the Council respects are wisdom and power. You claim that Awakened Verhen has demonstrated poor judgment and that we failed at protecting the interests of our community.
"Yet what makes you think you can do a better job? Not only has he survived unspeakable horrors, but he has also already defeated the best disciples of some of the most powerful members of your faction.
"In battle, brawns without brains are useless. The fact itself that Verhen is alive proves you wrong. I can find someone who will teach him how to master Origin Flames, even forcing them if I have to. What can you humans do for him?"
Personal opinions and ideals had no place in the Awakened society. They were all too powerful and long-lived to let things like prejudice drive them on crusades to force their way of living onto others.
They firmly believed that power without wisdom was just violence while wisdom without power was just hot air. Both of them reached their true potential in the practice of magic on the battlefield. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
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