"Sort of." Lith shrugged. "I can control eight kinds of Flames right now. Immortal and Primordial Flames are still out of my reach while I have no clue about how to control the blue flames or what they are.
"If you are referring to the events that have occurred inside Mogar's Garden, then you must know about the peculiar circumstances I manifested so many Flames at once."
"Actually, I don't." Valtak scratched his head in embarrassment. "I delete Zoreth's messages without listening to them. My fellow Fire Dragons heard about it from the members of the Hand of Fate who took part in the mission, but I don't trust them more than that filthy Eldritch."
"I came here to ascertain the truth for myself and meet you all. Many birds with one visit."
"Zoreth may be an Eldritch and a black sheep of the Dragon bloodline, but watch your words while speaking about her under my roof." Lith snarled, turning in his Tiamat form and matching Valtak's height.
