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Without even acknowledging the existance of the dragon child, he felt not harm by this tiny figure as he wouldn't in his realm either. They looked towards Conquestus as if they were equal, however sad the truth is, they were far from it, whilst Conquestus hated the work of which he is forced to endure he knows that the burden is his to endure and no one elses. ''I will not help you, nor any of your brothers, they know nothing of the experiences and hardships I've endured and I'd be surprised if they could trump me in combat...'' His voice was emotionless as previously however the rocks around him fell to the ground, and the mist pillar began to fade slowly. ''You underestimate me...'' 

He then shoved away the dragon child, unknowingly doing so rather brutishly.''Speak your purpose...'' He repeated yet again. However his grip around the runic sword which scale was greater then even those infront of him, the Vanquisher of Conflict would give off an aura of it's own, one of terror and death, it outshined that of even Conquestus. ''You're staring at the forge work of the Allfather, himself.'' He remakred as they would've looked at the Runic Sword making itself noticed.