Chaos [7]

His smiling face was quite friendly. It was the type of expression that relayed his desire for peace to the people around him clearly, even if there was a language barrier separating them.

However, the forsaken dragon clansmen did not feel anything like benevolence from him. They hissed and sneered, backing away as he got closer. 

After all, there was nothing more deceiving than a trustworthy face. 

August's smile turned wry as he faced defeat before even trying to engage in conversation, but he had a goal in mind that he intended to accomplish.

At the very least, these foreign dragons wouldn't try to attack or run away, since he'd clearly shown that they would not be able to do so under his watch.

Since getting closer wasn't an option, August sat down where he was and looked at them.