"Aurithon, so this is where you kept the eggs. No wonder you were prepared to sacrifice everything... it turns out you had left a leeway."
Before Drakion could respond, a chilling voice echoed through the chamber—a voice soaked in meaning, sending shivers crawling down his spine.
When Aurithon heard it, a visible shock swept across his face as his eyes turned toward his own corpse.
"How can you be alive? I erased your entire soul," Aurithon said, his voice trembling with disbelief.
"If your soul still lingers in this world, why can't mine?" the menacing voice replied with a dark chuckle. "You've always underestimated me, Aurithon."
Aurithon turned to Drakion, his expression grave as he handed the eggs to him with solemn care.
