Re: Sometime later..
[The flames curl around your hand in a cool wash. As the drawing is consumed, the King's symbol flashes briefly on Aeon's arm before you feel the crackle of lighting harmlessly run up the course of your arm and settle into your bracer.
Above your hand, a single memory coalesces and drops.
[-Childhood flashback: fighting Spitfire for the first time (ch 161)]]
Hisssstory in sssstone? [The snake laughs, it's an unpleasant hissing in mirth.] You have done well, Aeon of Uraeussss.