“Very well,” he said in a loud voice of command. “In light of the word of the Dragon Lord, your…faults may be overlooked if you take the virtuous steps towards penance.” The High Elder paced toward Spike, slamming his staff against the ground again. “Renounce your name and kneel. Cast aside the identity your captors have branded upon you, and you shall be granted blessing to go before the flame to be born anew with a proper title befitting of a real dragon.”