Before long, Jared's attention locked onto one individual in the group. A man clad entirely in white sat at the center, his sharp features accentuated by two horns on his head. The other beast race cultivators kept their distance, clearly wary of him.
“Who's the guy with the horns?” Jared asked, pointing toward the man in the middle.
“That's Claude Barretta,” Ezio whispered. “He likes to claim he's a descendant of the Draconians, but he's just a python. He's strong, though, so nobody messes with him.”
“Descendant of the Draconians?” Jared asked, scrutinizing Claude.
The horns did resemble those of a dragon. If a sea serpent grew horns, it could transform into a true dragon. Perhaps this Claude wasn't bluffing after all.
“How did he end up here?” Jared pressed.
“I don't know,” Ezio admitted. “Some people weren't brought here against their will. All I know is, every time we're let out, he and his group are always under that tree. We can't get close. We'd be beaten up if we do.”
“Why does he act like he owns the place? This is a prison, not his territory. What gives him the right to stop others?” Jared scoffed, a cold smile tugging at his lips as he began walking toward the tree.
“Wait, don't!” Ezio called out, trying to stop him. “You have no idea how strong he is, or the extent of his power. If you go over there, we could be in real trouble!”
But Jared shrugged off Ezio's grip and continued. Their brief tug-of-war caught Claude's attention. He lifted his head, his piercing gaze locking onto Jared's. In that instant, both men seemed to assess each other's strength.
The other beast race cultivators quickly stood, sensing the tension. Claude made a subtle gesture, and within moments, a dozen of them surrounded Jared and Ezio.
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