Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Ramon's lip curled into a smile. He didn't seem to take Selheira's threat very seriously. It was either because he didn't feel that the threat was worth his time because Selheira wasn't willing to do what it would take to follow through, or it was the case that he didn't fear Selheira whether she did so or not.

However, the thoughts toward the truthfulness of the second option was put into question if one could see the fist he held in his robes as he clasped his hands to his back. He seemed to be prepared for battle if he had to, but he also felt that if Selheira was here and his assumptions about her lineage were correct, then in all likelihood what she was facing was similar to the restraints he likewise had on himself. In that case, there was truly less to worry about.

In the end, after taking one loss to Ryu, he was unwilling to take another in such quick succession, especially since it seemed that Ryu would be able to pull himself out from his predicament. Well... at least this predicament. What it would mean for him to enter the Seventh Heaven with all those here knowing he had such Bloodlines and could even access their Bloodline phenomena... that was another matter entirely.

So, Ramon chuckled in the face of Selheira's fierce glare.

"Crystal dragons, they had gentle spirits and they were unwilling to war and shed blood like their fellow brethren. They even descended from the Ninth Heaven, avoiding conflict and settled into the Eighth Heaven. But I wonder, why is it that one of their own is on the Seventh Heaven? It can't be that the Crystal Dragons feel that even the Eighth Heaven is too bloody for them, right? Does your race want the True Martial World to provide a nursery for them?"

Selheira's expression darkened considerably.

Ramon didn't seem to notice that his words had begun to lack their usual airiness. There was nothing cloaking his animosity at all, or at the very least, it was hardly as veiled as it had been in the past. Instead, he seemed to be having a hard effort shielding the true intentions in his heart. But that was also because he truly was curious about Selheira all of a sudden.

Although his words were a bit crude, it was the truth. The Crystal Dragons were the most docile of the dragons and unlike many of their kinds which followed various paths of wrath and carnage, the Crystal Dragons were actually the exact opposite.

According to the legend, the Fire Dragons might have been the Emperors of the Race, but the Crystal Dragons could be akin to the Prime Ministers. They were the ones that had stirred the Dragon Race's strength toward the proper channels, allowing them to become the mighty existences that they had come to be.

However, for whatever reason, the Crystal Dragon lineage had grown tired of this burden and chose to descend from the Ninth Heaven. Unlike other Clans that were often forced to do so in order to maintain an inkling of their usual autonomy, the reality for the Crystal Dragons was that this was truly a choice.

Though, many believed it was just the wrath of the Fire Dragons that had finally caught up to them. The Fire Dragons had maybe the strongest offensive fire power in the whole of the Ninth Heaven, and the Crystal Dragons had arguably the strongest defensive measures. Of course, this wasn't exactly true as there were many others that vied for the titles, like the Dark Phoenixes with the former and the Ice Phoenixes for the latter, but at least within the ranks of the Dragons, this was very much true.

It could be uttered that the greatest opposition to the rule of the Fire Dragons was the Crystal Dragons, so after establishing their position, it wouldn't be a surprise if the usually unruly Fire Dragons made the decision to suppress the latter lineage.

That said, many had great respect for the wisdom of the Crystal Dragons and believed that even if all of this was true, they would decide to take a step down on their own. They were a race unwilling to deal with confrontation. It was only natural that they make such a choice.

And now, whatever open or partially closed wounds there were, Ramon was poking and poking at them, trying to see if he could learn anything from Selheira's expression.

"What's more interesting is that you're quite a rebel. Taking on a human form so early, could it be that you're trying to abandon your lineage? Some teenage angst, is it? Or is that you're such a great talent? Maybe a little bit of both? A great talent, disgusted by her family's actions and wanting to strive to return to the Ninth Heaven without relying on the talents she was blessed with? What an interesting tale."

As Ramon spoke, he grew more and more comfortable. It seemed that he had thought too much about it, he was still great at reading people, it was just that Ryu who was such an annoying nat. He could still control the flow of most conversations he was a part of and nothing would be able to stop his steps, not even that senior brother of his.

Selheira still didn't respond to his taunts,

It would usually take even a talented beast to enter the Dao Lord Realm before they could take on human form, but the Ninth Heaven, or at least geniuses with lineages that hailed from it, worked on a different plane entirely. They could make a choice and often, the hapless form of a human was very useful in taking on certain paths.

The problem was that these paths had great limitations especially when you weren't strong enough to take on human form on your own...

Unless you had the aptitude to break those restrictions.

But whatever the truth was, Selheira had no intention of explaining and Ramon suddenly felt an intense sense of danger. Without hesitation, he turned and fled.