Drakoth was standing in front, exuding an aura of authority as he calmly gazed at his son.
"Father..." Flame immediately shrank back and moved behind Isaac for cover.
"Lord Drakoth, it's been a while. How have you been?" Isaac greeted Drakoth with a smile.
"I hope you've been well since we last met," Drakoth responded with a smile.
Isaac couldn't quite understand why, but he had a vague sense that Drakoth's eyes held a hint of apology. He was not sure if it was just his imagination.
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