Hadn’t he already seen Dartz already? Last discussion they had no matter how unfriendly it was, was over and done with so.. why? It wasn’t until the glitter of gold around his eyes that he realize it wasn’t the same one he meant. Getting his guard up and without waiting he stood his ground. “Good afternoon.” he said, when he notice the other female aside. Good god, he was going to have a hard time.
“Hermocrates,” Daheron smirked. “You are not still mistaking me for your king, are you? Don’t you know that a God may take whatever forme he chooses?” A wall of wind whipped around the man’s form, and when it dissipated, a great serpent with dark scales and silver runes on each scale, stared down at the Dragon Knight. “You should know better, Hermocrates. After all, it was I who caused you all your trouble, not Dartz. Really you should give him a break.”