Prometheus realised where this was going the second he saw the glyph flicker to life. While for an ordinary Amaurotine child, a soul glyph was normal and seen almost every day, for a newborn dragon fresh out of their shell-!

"Uh, Hades, wait-!" Prometheus started, but it was too late.

Aza seemed to freeze, blinking at the sudden glare of crimson glaring down at him... looking bewildered and feeling totally confused. From his perspective, his father had vanished only to be replaced by a glowing, angry looking crimson skull, and he reacted as any confused child would.

He started crying.

Not with tears, since it seemed dragons lacked that capability, but he let out a distressed, unhappy yowl, squirming to escape Hades's arms and immediately reaching for the parent who hadn't replaced their face with a glowing red skull.