"Turn to ashes."
He turned his head once more, gazing meaningfully at the Red Dragon and spreading his clawed paw wide, "Admit it, Cassius, you lack the strength to guard Karyx's body.
Whether it be for your own sake, for the mortals of the world, or for the entire Elzegai World—
Your best choice would be to restrain the greed in your bloodline and hand over this dragon carcass to the Gods for safekeeping, and those Gods who follow justice and order will become your staunch support."
These were words of admonition to a junior, advice to a kin, seemingly noble and grand as if truly considering his best interests.
Cassius sneered inwardly, but he did not hear any altruistic reasons in those words; instead, he sensed Bahamut's covetousness for his brother's remains.
—For the dragon deities yearning to rebuild their former glory, this was nothing out of the ordinary.