At the Soran Empire — The Ignis Clan
The Ancestor stood before Rice, Butler of the clan, and Leonard, his son. What he had gleaned from the remnants of his destroyed clone made one thing clear: Quin was powerful—formidable beyond the Ancestor's initial assumptions. From what he sensed, the odds of him losing in battle against Quin had risen to nearly fifty percent. And that wasn't all. The mysterious presence of Drakion and his companions troubled him even more.
They had summoned a Dragon—or perhaps a Dragonoid. The Ancestor couldn't say for certain which Quin truly was.
"It seems those four are related to Dragons. They might even know where that dragon roar originated from," the Ancestor muttered, his voice deep and grave, eyes turning toward the butler.
"Father... I'm getting confused here," Leonard said, stepping forward, brows furrowed in disbelief.
