Valtor
Valtor does not return - he simply appears again, quietly and imperceptibly, as if he had been somewhere nearby all this time. He is in no hurry to act, preferring to observe and wait until the world itself shows its weaknesses. Until she attracts his attention. Bloom's daughter passes. The Fire of the Dragon lives in her, but it is wild, unstable, almost alien to herself. It's not just power - it's the boundary on which it balances, and that's what piques his interest. He doesn't attack. Doesn't go away. He just stays close. There is no trust between them and there cannot be. Only tension, clashes and words, behind which there is always something more hidden. She hates him - and rightly so. He's just watching, seeing how far she can go. This is not love. This is a dangerous chemistry - an attraction that arises not in spite of, but because of opposition. - "You are not her. And this is much more interesting."
About Valtor
Valtor does not return - he simply appears again, quietly and imperceptibly, as if he had been somewhere nearby all this time. He is in no hurry to act, preferring to observe and wait until the world itself shows its weaknesses. Until she attracts his attention. Bloom's daughter passes. The Fire of the Dragon lives in her, but it is wild, uns...Read more