by GrandAbandon » Fri Nov 01, 2013 3:14 am
Vasilie looked around, noting how it was getting darker. He growled again, shrinking down to his human form, the dragon seeming to melt away from his body. "I'm sorry if my customs offend you, but you are a woman, therefore more cherished than us men. In a crisis such as this, the men are to protect the women at all cost, even if they can fight. And against an immortal, intangible being, no; you cannot protect yourself. I can barely protect myself." He said, sitting down near the two, pressing his hand against his chest. "My word, I feel old... Can't get as riled up as I used to. Thought I feel a bit stronger now that you two know me. Two more people to know of Balaur." He wasn't sure how he could fight the shadow, but he was thinking on it.