As the two kept going back and forth over what to call each other, petals drifted out of thin air, one after another, gradually enveloping Sovell.
"Albion" frowned at the sight. She took Sovell's hand and lightly tapped her toes against the slightly molten rock beneath her. The fiery cloak around her instantly spread out, burning every petal to ash.
"Tch, that little Incubus works fast."
After that complaint, "Albion" looked at the pulses of crimson light coming from Sovell's chest and remarked with a hint of wonder:
"How generous... well, that girl couldn't use it anyway."
"What?"
Sovell had also noticed the red light at his chest, but apart from the waves of scorching heat pumping out of it, there seemed to be nothing there.
"They used the Red Dragon's 'fire'-or, more precisely, the dragon factor inside it-to repair your heart.
That completely ruined the 'fire,' but you're better off with that thing ruined anyway. Fortunately, your girl didn't recklessly tamper with it.
An artificial Red Dragon hatchling can't compare to a genuine hybrid like you. If she'd actually used it herself, the dragon factor inside would most likely have corrupted her in an instant, transforming her into a true member of dragon kind."
"Transformed... and then what?"
"Then what? She'd simply become a second Red Dragon, no longer human.
After that, the Age of Man would reject her, and she'd die as the true ether in the atmosphere ran dry. If she were lucky, her soul would return to the Inner Sea of the Planet-you call it Avalon, I believe. That's all."
"Albion" spread her hands as she explained.
After saying that, she suddenly slapped her forehead, remembering what she had been about to do.
"Oh! Stop distracting me. I almost forgot."
With that, "Albion" raised her right