Capítulo 1355: Parents and Gifts (Part 1)

"A pet?" Lith's voice was a barely intelligible growl of fury.

The memory of Kamila's tenderness on the night of Lark's death, of the injuries she had sustained just to stay close to him, made Qisal's words unforgivable.

"Yes, a pet." The Wyvern nodded and sipped his wine as if they were having a pleasant conversation. "Something you're fond of but that you're bound to outlive so once they die you grieve them for a couple of days and then move on to the next one.

"Don't tell me that you're actually planning to use it for more than fun?" Qisal chuckled at Lith's furious expression and at his five eyes brimming with five different colors, wondering what their secret was.

Lith tried to remain calm, but fire gurgled from his throat with every word he spoke and the energy within his eyes made them shine like precious gems as it begged to be released.