I’d only met the once-proud sea-dragon-turned-insufferable-sad-sack a handful of times when I was younger. When Myva sealed all demons behind Volsog Gate, Gideon was nowhere to be found. My father and I could only assume he didn’t make it and was slain in battle. The collection of islands that made up his territory must’ve been just out of range of Myva’s magic. Lucky son of a bitch.
