Happy that he finally unloaded his feelings, Bala smiled and looked down on Frost, awaiting his response. Though he could feel the killing intent from Maya by his side, Bala was fairly strong as well and didn't fear her. Besides he was talking to Frost right now not her.
Frost cracked his knuckles as he tried to restrain his building anger, he took a deep breath before staring back at Bala. "So then….whatever your name is…what do you as his guardian suggest?" Frost taunted Bala with a mocking tone, discreetly lowering his importance in this gathering.
Annoyed, Bala frowned before replying in an overbearing voice. "It's Bala, I'm an elder iron dragon….boy." Bala knew what Frost was trying to achieve with his jab, but he wasn't naïve, instantly stating his name and race so as to intimidate Frost while at the same time demeaning Frost as a junior. With this statement Maya looked like she had her tail stepped on and was about to lash out but was stopped by Frost who held out his arm.
