Renard's earlier words, his sharp, even blasphemous remarks about the Dragon Lord, were not born from ignorance but from conviction. To him, there was no greater crime than a mortal daring to cloak themselves in the mantle of divinity.
The Dragon Faithful had only one creed: dragons stood above gods. They were not to be imitated, not to be mocked, not to be diminished by pretenders. For Renard, the thought of a man calling himself the heir of dragonkind was not merely arrogance, it was sacrilege.
Had it not been for one detail, he would have already abandoned his post, forsaken his guild, and flown to Megacity I with fire in his veins. He would have hunted the impostor himself and carved judgment into the pretender's flesh for daring to profane the Radiant One's name.
But there, in that same city, was Lord Yu'Keto. Or, as he preferred to be known in human society, Master Yuuto. The Timeless One himself.
