"For individuals with Dragon Blood, these marks are not merely echoes of history, but part of the bloodline inheritance."
As time passed, Ron's understanding of the Dragon Language rapidly improved.
The words that were once fragmented began to form complete sentences, and he could even discern the "voice" characteristics of different Dragon Souls:
"Mor'du thak vey'tar, manling...
(So strange, human... You have the scent of a dragon, but you're not entirely a dragon... What exactly are you?)"
A voice full of curiosity resounded at the edge of his consciousness:
Ron's heart trembled.
This was no longer merely broken emotions but true consciousness exchange.
He tried to respond with his mind:
"I am human, but I do indeed have Dragon Blood within me."
The voice became instantly excited:
"Ahh! Keth mor'thul...
(Oh! That kind of experiment! I've seen it in life; those mad Wizards injected our kin's blood into your weak species, trying to create the perfect war tool.)"
