Claws were shot out and bared, ready to be unleashed on each other, when Travis immediately stepped into the middle. Surprisingly, Derek didn't see the need to stop them. He stood at a corner, watching with a proud smile.
"Travis Queen, let them be. I know they'll make me proud by teaching that scrawny dragon weakling who's boss," he sneered, indirectly encouraging the cubs to go ahead and fight the strange silver-haired cub.
Travis, however, wasn't pleased one bit.
"Gosh, Derek, you're their father! You're not supposed to be encouraging violence—they're kids, for goodness' sake!" he exclaimed, shocked by Derek's words.
Still, the silver-haired cub kept a gloomy, dark gaze on them. He continued to stare in silence until he quietly backed away, distancing himself from the twins as though avoiding them due to some illness.
