A low growl forced its way out of Kaelen's throat. His rage split his lips as two fangs slid free.

He stared viciously at Ragnar and roared, "Yes, I'm suffering because my son is dead! A human tore him apart, and his head was cut off! A human, a filthy, lowly creature, dared to hurt me like this! Progenitor, I need your guidance, and I need your power!"

Ragnar burst into wild laughter. "Kaelen, so you finally tasted the pain brought by those wretched humans? It seemed the wisdom we Progenitors