"Dracon? Who are you?" Vritra asked, looking quizzically at the man before him.
He was sure he had never seen or heard of hism, and yet this guy was seated here as if he had been waiting for him.
"Vritra, you don't know me yet, so don't think too hard about it. Anyway, I was passing by, so I thought I would meet a future friend." He smiled as a crown finally appeared in his hand.
"..." Vritra couldn't understand the meaning. Was this supposed to be an anomaly?
Or a ploy by the gods? Whatever the case might be, he could tell that defeating this guy was impossible.s
So, Vritra didn't initiate a fight and simply asked, "Who are you?"
"Here, this is for you." The guy threw the crown to Vritra and said, "And I am Jayden. We will meet again soon, so don't die here."
He stood up and then started walking toward the door.s
"Wait, is that it?" Vritra asked. He really couldn't make sense of anything.
Was this a trap?
