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"Logi, nothing will happen to the babies, right?!"
Surtr glared at Logi with a furious, draconic stare.
Even the Primordial God of Fire and Space began sweating small fireballs off his blazing body.
"H-Hahaha, relax, relax, young man! They will be alright. I made sure they wouldn't be negatively affected."
"Hah… Okay. I'll believe your words."
"In fact… They might be born even stronger!"
"What?"
Aegir squinted, as she glared at her stupid brother.
"What did you do now?!" She asked angrily.
"W-What with that attitude?! Relax a bit, will you? It's nothing bad! I swear." Logi facepalmed. "The power they gained. I made sure a part of it would be infused into the kids, a little gift from me, Fire Dragon King Surtr. Just my goodwill and wishes, after all, those two little children are going to be the first Fire Dragons born after a long time."
