After Moltherak vowed to owe Leo a lifelong debt of gratitude should he ever grant him a new body, the chamber fell into a heavy silence once more, the golden intent threads still shimmering faintly around them, as they slowly began to fade one after another.
Leo remained still, his gaze fixed upon Moltherak's radiant form, as the red glow around the dragon's body burned a brighter shade of crimson.
For a while, neither spoke.
The promise they had just forged lingering between them, weighty and unspoken, as they both took a moment to digest its enormity.
Then, Leo exhaled softly, his expression shifting from satisfaction to quiet concern.
"There's something else I need your help with…."
"The subject this time is tricky and will probably need some ingenious solution on your part."
Leo said, his voice low yet resolute, as Moltherak tilted his head slightly, his massive soul form stirring like a slow tide, as curiosity returned to his golden eyes.
