He who has fooled a God!

"Voss has been waiting for her to hatch for over a century. He is deeply obsessed with her, to the point where he values her as much as his life. If you were to hatch and make her your companion, an irreconcilable enmity would be formed between you and Voss." Yulran Tragan's lips stretched back into a smile, revealing his mouth full of sharp teeth. Roy rubbed his eyes and looked at him again. His ancestor seemed to be smirking. "So, answer me, oh descendant of mine, will you man up and save her from Voss, or will you turn your back to her like the many before you?!"

Roy closed his eyes, scoffing, "I have offended him once. So nothing changes if I offend him again or a hundred more times. Besides, I have already considered her my lifelong companion beast. I won't let a trash like Voss have her!"

"You are going to take her away even if you fail to hatch her?" Yulran raised widened his draconian eyes at Roy.

Their eyes met, and Roy spoke.