"The prodigal son returns, at quite a convenient timing as well."
The gigantic dragon spoke, raising her head to the skies. The chains binding her body rattled, struggling to contain her might. Dragons of the Adepta type always had the most brute strength, but even then, Ariel was monstrous in her own way.
Even with all the chains that bound her, due to her overstepping her limits, She was powerful enough that no one wanted to mess with her, not even her own son.
"Hey, Mom."
Another dragon spoke, much smaller than Ariel, perhaps the size of her arm. He was unlike any other dragon, both mentally and physically, and perhaps even spiritually. The entire composition of his body was a result of him doing something he wasn't supposed to.
Just like Ariel, he had broken a few laws himself. The apple didn't fall far from the tree, after all. However, even despite the flaws in his being, he still stood at the very top.
