Adrian, despite the dragon suddenly withdrawing all its killing intent and now bowing before him, did not lower his guard.
His weapon remained steady in his hand, ready to strike again if this proved to be nothing more than a trick.
"I recognize you as his heir," the dragon spoke, its voice still carrying that intense pride, though now touched with a faint note of resignation.
"What changed?" Adrian asked. It was not that he did not appreciate the shift. For all how quickly he could enter battle, he was still a man who preferred peace above all else.
Especially when the fight was happening so close to a place that was nothing less than a national treasure for Raven.
"It's your ambition," the dragon replied. "For all the destruction this world has suffered at my Lord's hands, I know what he truly sought through his journey."
