Draug & Dreadmon
Draug Draug
Dreadmon Dreadmon
Draug Draug
You ever hear the story of the Iron Thorn, the blade that could cut a king's heart and the moon's silver? I think it might hold something for both of us.
Dreadmon Dreadmon
Iron Thorn's tale is old, but it still echoes. A blade that can cut a king's heart and touch the moon—if it calls us, it will demand something from each of us.
Draug Draug
The blade seeks a silence that only the brave can give, and it will test the walls we build. Whether we face it together or apart, the choice is yours.
Dreadmon Dreadmon
I will not choose the path that leads to hollow applause. If the blade demands silence, I will keep mine.
Draug Draug
Silent is the only language the blade understands, and silence is where my strength lies. Keep it.
Dreadmon Dreadmon
Then keep your silence, and I will keep my blade.
Draug Draug
Your blade will carve its own path. I’ll watch from the dark, silent.
Dreadmon Dreadmon
Then let the silence hold, and my blade will speak its truth.
Draug Draug
Truth will cut deeper than any word.
Dreadmon Dreadmon
Then cut. I will show you the edge.