Breaking the Cycle (Part 2)
"Now, it's my turn to be that Wyrm for Lith and you. Who knows, maybe in the future Lith will do the same for our younger brethren and one day this stupid cycle of Dragons ignoring one another until it's too late will be broken."
"Thank you, Gentor." Valtak wanted to say more but he failed to find the right words.
"Don't mention it. Even at the lowest interest rate, I'd say that after two thousand years I owe you way more than what you're asking me." Gentor zoomed the hologram out, showing off his palace, riches, and the many Golden Wyrmlings tussling among them playfully.
"Now, before we get all sentimental, I need to ask. Are the Ears of Menadion the real deal?"
"Yes." Valtak's voice came out hoarse, forcing him to clear his throat.
"And it can be used by anyone as long as its owner allows it, correct?" Gentor had changed the topic on purpose after noticing how moved the Elder Wyrm was.
"Correct."