(Leo's POV, The Mysterious Floating Island)
"In that case," Moltherak began, his deep, rumbling voice echoing softly through the chamber, "there might be some hope for you to save your friend after all."
Leo's eyes lifted at once, a flicker of cautious optimism stirring in their gray depths, as he waited for the dragon to elaborate.
"If all the Gods are taken out of the equation," Moltherak continued, his tone more deliberate now, "then the only major threats you'll have to deal with are the Kings and Nascent Soul cultivators."
Leo nodded slowly, mentally translating the ancient terminology into modern terms, a.k.a Demi-Gods and Monarch's, the kinds of opponents that will be his headache to face.
