The tension between them seems to reach an all-time high, so thick that it should be able to cut with a knife. Now, there was no fake politeness between them.
Eldrin stood stiffly, his eyes like hard stones. "Declare war on you? How can a Duke do such a thing to his Grand Duke? I am only here to retrieve my father. Anything that stands in my way...."
Drenvar snorted coldly. "Oh? You will storm my fortress and do as you want? The army of the Red Leaves is impressive indeed, but not enough to fell a Dragon.
"The Dragon of the West that has its tail coiled around the whole Region."
"Are you sure that's the truth? The thing on the street, the rumors in the West right now is that the long shadow of a liz... Dragon was long gone from here. We don't have fear of such beasts again."
Vacuse stiffened.
This was as much as Eldrin Sevrix saying fuck you Vorrakyns. And Severin hated him for it.
