"You know, Chaos, back when you created the Spell of Origin, every last one of us laughed at you. Sure, you were the strongest among us, the legendary Primordial Chaos Dragon.
In fact, you were also the only being to touch the laws of Origin. However, that was the Primordial Era, not the Unknown Era.
The laws were static, hard to bend or even fully comprehend. So claiming you had created a spell that transcends all laws was just ridiculous.
However, now that I sit before you, alive, with my memories intact, I have to say, I shouldn't have doubted you. None of us, especially the dragon council, should have doubted you.
For that, I am sorry. You have done more than enough for me, so I can't in good conscience ask you for more."
Kent smirked and waved his hand, taking out two gourds of wine. He threw one toward Uncle Drake and gulped down a mouthful from his gourd.
