"Oh?"
Cassius did not panic; instead, he continued to hold his head high, staring unflinchingly at Beatrice, his strong claws lifted and his smooth, shiny wings unfurled.
"Is this the hospitality of the Eternal Order Realm? Fellow brethren, did you invite me here just to make me your enemy?"
Beatrice waved her wings, creating gusts of wind, her voice particularly cold: "Before his Holy Relic of Landis, there is only justice and order. Anyone who deceives and conceals will become our enemy!"
In their pupils, which resembled molten golden pools, they each reflected the other's similarly majestic visage. Two immense forces of Dragon's Might instantly overflowed, confronting and compressing each other, making the air seem on the verge of freezing into ice.