"You want essence. I will give you essence."
Rathlos froze and asked,"What did you say?"
"Did you take me as a fool?"
"Of course not!"
"Did you forget," Ethan continued, "that I am also a draconic human?"
The words struck Rathlos harder than any blow.
Slowly, Rathlos lowered his head. Rage still burned in his eyes, but his body no longer resisted.
The humiliation and disbelief that was twisted across his face was replaced by shock.
"You aren't lying?" Rathlos asked quietly.
"No," Ethan replied. "I am not. I swear it. I will even take the mana oath if needed."
A deadpan silence lingered for a moment.
.....
A gloomy atmosphere filled the tent.
Duke Phillips, Baron Fenwick, Randall, and Joel all felt it at the same time. For a brief moment, it was as if they had forgotten how to breathe. The pressure exuding from Rathlos pressed down on their chests like a heavy weight.
Just a look was enough to tell his mental state.
He was angry.
Truly angry.
