Thalassotélos — XIV

"Except for one single mutt who has been intent on being a nuisance to everyone since the first day of this war." The dragon who approached him squatted in front of him, his looming shadow blocking out the piercing bright light. "How do you love and remain loyal to such a selfish being who, instead of dying for good, chose to fight until the bitter end. Going as far as to let a fallen being, who had been sealed for good to take control over his body?"

Long ZhenHai froze, his mind coming to a halt as he tried to process the dragon's words. Had he misheard this fucker?

His stiff and abnormally still body must have given away his feelings. The dragon squatting in front of him chuckled, finding humour in Long ZhenHai's apparent naivete.