"They should," said Akashi in regards to the Lizardmen below, whom he regarded as inferior to himself and his associate. As Tatsuki descended toward the army, Akashi did so as well, albeit whilst keeping his gaze on the other dragon. During their descent, the Lizardman Chieftain stepped out to the head of the gathering and dropped to his knees, even though he'd needed a walking stick to make the journey this far. "Ancestors preserve us! You have bestowed your blessings and graced us with your presence. We expected to find the Adventurers who came, but it seems they were not up to the challenge. Please... my son, where is he?" This speech by the Chieftain was strange to Akashi, prompting him to look toward Tatsuki with light confusion spread across his visage. Something was odd here. Akashi was one of the Adventurers who came to this place, and yet... he wasn't. Seconds passed before his mind began to register that he was, in fact, a very different existence mere minutes ago. The same could be said of his companion. "You're not Miki..."