The chamber fell into stunned silence.
Drakar's proposal hung in the air like smoke from the volcanic vents—heavy, impossible, absolutely absurd.
"You want to... travel with us," Alex repeated slowly. "You. The Dragon Lord. The First Dragon. Most powerful being in this world. You want to join our party."
"Of course," Drakar clarified, as if this was the most reasonable request in the world. " In the prophecy, I saw a world far different than ours. People of that world didn't had beastly features like ours. They lived in tall buildings. Dressed differently. Talk differently. Behave differently. Everything about them was different."
[ Host, I think he's talking about human from Earth. ]
"So you're curious?," Alex pointed out, his blue eyes narrowed with suspicion.
