Drakkon heard him, and he understood the feeling. He was the same way as Toga, he would never just roll over to please someone. Still, if Yuurei did become corrupted wouldn’t they be on the same side then? That would be interesting to him and he nodded agreeing with Toga.
“I mean I live through fear and patience. I was in Paradise Dawn because I feared leaving the guild because of Yuurei. Once he ordered me to support Guardia Compagnia, it allowed me to be somewhat free from the shackles of him. And then once I heard he was going through something else I was able to escape the chain altogether.” He said to Toga.
Drakkon was chaos reincarnated, and it was why Yuurei did his best to hold him down for as long as he could.
“So I understand where you’re coming from. I think Brone has beaten Yuurei before, then there are the few times he has almost died, but those times he was much weaker than he is today.” He explained to Toga hearing these stories from other members within the guild.
Drakkon rubbed the back of his head when he heard the question he asked. He didn’t, this was his way of becoming stronger, but he would have enjoyed it more if the person was fine with it.
“Honestly, no, but to hear you say you don’t mind, means a lot.” He said to him as he figured being honest would be the best.
“Begin!.” The announcer shouted as people started making their sculpture.
Drakkon didn’t like that their conversation had been cut, but now he was going to have to think about what to make. What the hell was he going to make anyway? There was no way he knew he could win this right? The Devourer had thought about what was the craziest thing he had seen, but only Dragons kept coming to his mind. Then he remembered that Elf lady he saw before he was sent to fight Darkfang. He would sculpt her, she was different and unique and if he could do his best maybe people could see beauty in it.
The Son of Chaos had started, but he noticed something, it was hard to keep this together. It fell apart quickly and he needed to make sure that the ice and the sand could mix well with each other to give life. He looked over at the competition around him. They were hitting their ice and adding sand to it as they were chipping away at it. He thought about it, but maybe they’re was a way he could use his Dragon abilities to chip away and stuff without breaking it into nothingness. He looked over to see if Toga was having better luck than him.
Drakkon heard him, and he understood the feeling. He was the same way as Toga, he would never just roll over to please someone. Still, if Yuurei did become corrupted wouldn’t they be on the same side then? That would be interesting to him and he nodded agreeing with Toga.
“I mean I live through fear and patience. I was in Paradise Dawn because I feared leaving the guild because of Yuurei. Once he ordered me to support Guardia Compagnia, it allowed me to be somewhat free from the shackles of him. And then once I heard he was going through something else I was able to escape the chain altogether.” He said to Toga.
Drakkon was chaos reincarnated, and it was why Yuurei did his best to hold him down for as long as he could.
“So I understand where you’re coming from. I think Brone has beaten Yuurei before, then there are the few times he has almost died, but those times he was much weaker than he is today.” He explained to Toga hearing these stories from other members within the guild.
Drakkon rubbed the back of his head when he heard the question he asked. He didn’t, this was his way of becoming stronger, but he would have enjoyed it more if the person was fine with it.
“Honestly, no, but to hear you say you don’t mind, means a lot.” He said to him as he figured being honest would be the best.
“Begin!.” The announcer shouted as people started making their sculpture.
Drakkon didn’t like that their conversation had been cut, but now he was going to have to think about what to make. What the hell was he going to make anyway? There was no way he knew he could win this right? The Devourer had thought about what was the craziest thing he had seen, but only Dragons kept coming to his mind. Then he remembered that Elf lady he saw before he was sent to fight Darkfang. He would sculpt her, she was different and unique and if he could do his best maybe people could see beauty in it.
The Son of Chaos had started, but he noticed something, it was hard to keep this together. It fell apart quickly and he needed to make sure that the ice and the sand could mix well with each other to give life. He looked over at the competition around him. They were hitting their ice and adding sand to it as they were chipping away at it. He thought about it, but maybe they’re was a way he could use his Dragon abilities to chip away and stuff without breaking it into nothingness. He looked over to see if Toga was having better luck than him.
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