The reptile lazily laid on his throne, looking at the youth, who had recently grown, approach him. Despite the harmonious tones of the fountains, the youth's voice carried throughout the throne room. The children, those who inhabited this world, seemed to be off in the outskirts of the world today; they explored with the safety of their guardians by their side.
His eyes opened, revealing his amber eyes which were contrasted by his ebony sclera. This was a clear indication of the Eye of Providence being active and allowing him a perception that wasn't normally accessible to the average human. A flick of the tongue was habitual, and despite having seen Cool many times before it had been apparent he had grown in strength, or at least his magical pool had.
"Welcome to Oblivion." The serpent welcomed, wondering the business the warrior had with him today.