Flying atop the dragon with the wind brushing against his ears, Aleron had never felt so free.
Glancing down below, he noticed a few origin warriors. They looked extremely small, insignificant even.
Aleron wasn't too bothered about them. In his eyes, it seemed like they could be snuffed out in a blink.
Aleron rubbed the dragon a bit and asked, 'Ashkar, do you know the location of the Genesis Coil?'
Ashkar was silent for a moment, then recalled the organisation from before and answered.
'Yes, Dad, I kept the scent of the place so I could have revenge later on.'
Aleron chuckled hearing the dragon's words. Ashkar's voice now sounded like that of a teenager, which caused him to find it amusing.
His dragons were growing.
'That's good.' Aleron was pleased by the dragon's words. As his father, Aleron understood Ashkar best.
Being the dragon of wrath, Ashkar was unwilling to accept the fact that he had almost been captured and imprisoned.
