The moment Mel heard this voice, he recognized it; it was his mother's voice, the one he had heard for the final time years ago. He knew exactly where he was, it was an absolute impossibility for something like this to happen here, yet he still proved incapable of stopping the tears from bleeding into his heart.
The Earth Dragon's vessel was also convulsing from the shock it absorbed; Mel could feel every single black scale trembling. Time had seemingly ground to a halt; they were severed from space itself, persisting solely within the exact moment they occupied.
"First and foremost, I apologize for failing to be a mother to you, and for the burden of inheriting my legacy as an Earth Dragon. If only I could have offered you a life where you could roam freely in the embrace of nature, but considering you are here, I have failed to achieve this even in death!"
