The figure's deep orange eyes stared intensely at me.
Though he had wings and sections of his body were covered in dark scales, I instantly recognised him.
It was Amelia's father.
'It looks like he also has a draconic bloodline, only his was farther along than mine.
In comparison to him, I haven't even begun to scratch the surface of what the obsidian dragon bloodline is capable of.
I haven't even unlocked any draconic traits or physiques.
When it comes to my bloodline purity, I was the equivalent of a newborn dragon.
If it came down to a fight, I have no chance against this man. My only choice was to somehow convince him not to kill me on the spot and also to release Amelia.
If there is one thing I'm certain he cares about, it's clearing God's Game.
That's the reason he subjected his daughters to harsh training, so that he could create the next generation that eventually clears the game.
"Tell me, Liam, why shouldn't I kill you for what you did."
