The dragon boy nodded slowly, murmuring, "I see… now it all makes sense."
His gaze turned distant, memories of a secret meeting surfacing in his mind. About a month ago, a figure—Trainee Kael, no, Adrian—had approached him in secrecy. The memory was vivid now: the calm voice, the steady gaze, and the outlandish promise.
"I'll free you," Adrian had said, his tone unwavering. "But you need to cooperate."
At first, the dragon boy had scoffed, distrust clouding his judgment.
He'd found it suspicious—too good to be true. But when Adrian mentioned his sister—Z'nya, the only family he had left—and promised that she could be freed from the Black Scourge's clutches, he couldn't resist.
The Black Scourge had been using her as leverage, breaking his will bit by bit, trying to force him to submit and accept the fabricated memories meant to erase his identity. Adrian's words had been his only hope, the sole ray of light in an otherwise endless void.
And so, he had reluctantly agreed.
