"Yval…"
Amon called out the name of the woman who happened to be the last 'living' Dragon in Hyades. The golden-haired woman broke a wry smile before spewing out:
"Wow, you've grown so much! This one almost didn't recognise you!"
"It has been a while… Lord Yval."
Realising that the woman before him had the power to end his life if she so chose, Amon hurriedly added an honorific. Amon almost instantly felt a sense of dread and awe that he hadn't felt in a long time. Even Alrock couldn't make the former Transcendent feel inferior, but naturally… The Golden Dragon Progenitor was in a league of her own.
"Child of Solaris, you don't have to be so formal. This one doesn't care for such things."
The majestic blonde draconic woman waved her arm, and an invisible force straightened Amon's bent waist. Amon paused for a moment before hurriedly saying: