Caution was to be expected, but why the greed?
Westheid mulled it over for a moment and understood.
'It was coveting his ass.'
Duke Qinghui's Charm had always been immense. Now, in his state of Bright Radiance Manifested in the World as he began his ascent to the Supreme Divine Realm, it was off the charts. Dragons are inherently lecherous; a member of the Dragon Race would find him utterly irresistible, desperate to ravage him on the spot.
Even though Westheid had fully revealed his Demigod aura, Wings of Death still had its member unsheathed.
'Fucking hell, we're on a battlefield and it's still thinking about that? What a horny bastard with a death wish!'
