Yu'Keto's voice trembled as he spoke, the words heavy, uncertain, yet desperate for clarity.
"What are your plans for humanity… Father?"
The silver dragon's question hung in the night air as both he and Alister hovered above the ruins of Megacity I. The city lay broken beneath them, its once-proud towers reduced to ash and rubble after the greatest battle ever fought. The wind howled through the gaps, ruffling their hair and carrying with it the smell of fire and blood.
Alister extended his hand slowly. The ruins below began to glow faintly, shards of shattered buildings stirring as though awakening from slumber. Under the pull of his authority, steel beams lifted, stone blocks reformed, and fragments of the fallen city rose into the air, drifting back toward their former places like pieces of a puzzle remembering where they belonged.
His golden eyes narrowed as he spoke, his voice carrying across the sky like thunder wrapped in calm.
