Nephew? Initially irked by being abruptly called trash, Attilicia's mood changed once he realized who was referring to David in such a manner. He recalled a certain Red Dragon David had mentioned when he previously visited the Royal Capital of Lurvorden.
So, this is Pafila's sister? Crimson Flame Brittany Sed Ponga? Ugh, I'm just trash.
Attilicia suddenly became calm and centered, adopting an air that said, 'If my son has offended in any way, it's all his fault. Please feel free to discipline him; I, as his father, will not interfere.'
David, on the other hand, grinned broadly, spreading his claws and tail to say, "Yo! My dear little aunt! No need to be so hot-headed. See, I've even sent you the well-preserved head of that draconic vassal of yours, packaged up nicely. Considering a Perfect Resurrection Technique wouldn't be too difficult for you, why bother with all this fighting and killing, right?"
