Re-emergence of Bones

A mortal? He vehemently shook his head in denial. No!

Ascendant? No. Why would they bother him? Master Prince Wyatt alone perceived his worth.

Demi-humans? No, they would be more likely to kill him for soup than to toy with him like this.

Could it be...a magical beast?

"Look at me when I am speaking to you, rodent!"

He looked up. And he saw....

"Rewriting the past - altering what was meant to happen and what has occurred. Seizing my inheritance by force... " A reptilian beast, with skin that seemed to be made of white snow, flesh, and scales as hard as ice, emerged from a sudden snowy tornado.

"What is your excuse?" The beast fixed its gaze on him, its jaws agape as it spoke with human speech.

Eyes? Blue and piercing.

Teeth? Razor-sharp.

Claws? Deadly.

Strength? Unfathomable.

Magical beast level? Unmeasurable.

Weakness? Unknown.

He instinctively crawled backwards, making his objections known.