"What are you?" Prince Aurelion asked the projection of the teenage boy who was looking back at him with a devilish smile on his face. "Are you really a human?"
"Do I not look human?" Thirteen asked back in a teasing manner.
Technically, he was no longer human. But that wasn't something that he would speak out loudly for everyone to hear.
The Prince of the Dragonkin Race didn't know how to reply to Zion's rhetoric.
Earlier, he felt very confident about his power and that he could easily annihilate the Wanderers trying to evacuate from the Cygni Continent secretly.
He wanted to show the Jinns, who had failed to defeat their enemies, how weak and powerless they truly were.
But that confidence of his had been dashed a few minutes ago, after Thirteen ordered Jubei to strike the Dragonkin Army with uncanny precision.
Of course, killing Prince Aurelion wasn't part of his plan.
At least, not yet.
