Sleeping Dragon “I’m the B̸̧̧͓̙͖̜̥̪̝͇͕̬͒͋̋̃́̋̈́͛͠Ad̷̡̨̢̧̟̯̠̜̬͇͇̼͍̓͐̓̌͗̍̽̒̄͐̆̈́̚͠͠ GuY...Duh.”

Earp nodded. Good plan. Let the Ancients decide. Everything would come in time, surely.
"We should make sure all who have been guided here arrive well."
The last thing they needed was the Family turning their backs on the Ancients because the Chosen One couldn't pull his shit. Every leader needed help.
Earp was it.
They could easily rise up quietly and become a presence well known to the land here. Sahiran blood was pure, the rest were just pools of imperfect beings.
(Tough shit Melonii jk love you all <3)

He chuckled softly, "Damn straight, bro. You saved yourself there."
They couldn't have the Chosen One having unholy offspring; it would make him look weak.
Earp glanced back the way he'd come, then nodded. He remembered the way well enough.
He turned without another word, leading his cousin to the outside world.