It isn't difficult for Emilia to see how Wrathion came to that conclusion, nor why he would've been desperate to prove them wrong. She can't help wondering how many siblings he ultimately had, how many of them were considered a threat before they did anything at all and there was only the fear.

She looks back to Wrathion, even as he looks away, her heart a bit heavy with the knowledge. The illusions, the potions, the dragon... she also wonders what else he can do.

"Is there a way to weaken N'Zoth's influence? To block communication from his prison?"

Titans trapped this corrupter. Titans.