Time froze completely. Darian had already felt this happen a few other times when he stood in front of extremely high-level entities.
His ethereal body… had it been possessed by someone? Darian wondered in a daze, feeling like the Draconic Bloodline of the body was being burned during the process.
The pair of eyes stared at him silently for a few seconds. Then, a snort echoed, followed by a calm voice.
"You really have a talent for getting yourself into trouble. Typical of a missionary."
Darian took a deep breath, "May I know who Senior is?"
"My will already spoke to you before. You created a connection and karma with all the Primordial Dragons. I'm the Yin Chaos Dragon, and I came in that brat's place, because I'm the only one who can help you."
