-So, is he one of us? – Ozhvar asked, looking at his nephew with an annoyed frown – Is that what you’re saying then?
-Not exactly – Ghroghl answered. Leaning over the ship’s deck and scanning the endless cerulean skies pensively as they sailed – His ancestors were… But then again, we must keep in mind they were also part of the faction that rebelled against our men.
-So, he is nothing but the filthy offspring of the vile traitors that once brought our kind their highest disgrace – The bulky Argantean spat with utter contempt – What is all the fuss about such a despicable spawn? I simply don’t understand.
-Well, for starters, he is said to be the only surviving member of his kin – The young boy recited with narrowed eyes – Apparently, his once revered dynasty was entirely wiped out of ex
