The room became even quieter.Everyone stared at Quinn with a mixture of surprise and disbelief. Nobody seemed to have expected him to suggest something like that, yet Quinn only returned their looks with a warm smile.“What do you think of my plan?”Arthur’s surprise gradually turned into thoughtfulness. After considering it for a moment, he nodded.“That seems like something that could work.”The others also seemed to accept the idea, but their attention soon turned toward the only outsider in the room, Gavyn Froshmmer, the Association member who had just become chairman of the Blanktar branch.Gavyn noticed everyone looking at him, and the color drained from his face.Quinn raised one hand to his chin and rubbed it thoughtfully, a sly smile forming on his face.“I say, what if Gavyn Froshmmer goes and spoils our plan? He would want the noble title, right? And we can’t really trust him. After all, he was alive while his peers were dead.”Gavyn trembled.A cold feeling ran down his s

They stood on the battlements, overlooking the army gathered across the plains below. Quinn stood with Taurus, Freya, and several members of the New Dawn and Dragon Guards, all of them focused on the forces that continued to gather in front of the fortress.Freya frowned as she studied the army. “There’s about two thousand of them, but their numbers are constantly swelling. Seems the first wave was pulled together hastily while others joined.”The outpost they occupied was known as the Last Tooth Fortress, a stronghold built to mark the true boundary of Drakemont territory. It served as both the final line of defense and the first point of entry into the region, which was why Arthur had ordered it to be constructed in such a strategic location.By now, an army dressed in red had filled the land before the fortress, with the Dragon flag flying proudly above Drakemont’s soldiers. One thing Arthur had invested heavily in was the military, and it was obvious from the moment Quinn looked a

The tension between them had reached its peak. It was so intense that even the slightest wrong move could turn the entire meeting into a battle. Whatever polite words they had exchanged before were gone now. Neither side was pretending anymore.Eldrin stood straight, his expression hard and his eyes cold. “Declare war on you? How can a Duke do such a thing to his Grand Duke? I am only here to retrieve my father. Anything that stands in my way….”Arthur snorted coldly. “Oh? You will storm my fortress and do as you want? The army of the Red Leaves is impressive indeed, but not enough to fell a Dragon.“The Dragon of the West that has its tail coiled around the whole Region.”“Are you sure that’s the truth? The thing on the street, the rumors in the West right now is that the long shadow of a liz… Dragon was long gone from here. We don’t have fear of such beasts again.”Quinn stiffened.Eldrin might as well have said fuck you to the Drakemonts. Quinn could not stand him for it.Why did h

The Head Healer walked down the hallway, his footsteps barely making a sound against the stone floor. His expression remained calm and composed, but his thoughts were anything but peaceful. Too many conflicting emotions were running through his mind as he made his way toward the room at the end of the corridor.He wore a long, dark robe with his hands covered by leather gloves, while the hood cast a shadow over his eyes. Before long, he reached a metal door guarded by several red-eyed Dragonkin warriors.He slowed down as he approached. “I’m here to take a look at the patient.”His voice was calm and warm.The Dragonkins nodded and immediately moved aside. Warriors, soldiers, and almost everyone else knew better than to offend a healer, especially the Head Healer of Blanktar. The man gave them a gentle smile before entering the room, and the metal door closed and locked behind him.“It’s almost as if they could really guard against what’s in this room,” he muttered as he looked around

Quinn had a headache the next morning.It was hardly surprising after training throughout the night. Syrax had pushed him relentlessly, and Quinn himself had been too greedy to stop. The battle on the night of the attack had shown him exactly how powerless he still was and how much stronger he needed to become.The irony was almost amusing.The old Quinn would have been stunned if he could see the strength he possessed now. But Quinn was no longer that person. He had seen what true power could look like, and instead of satisfying his desire for strength, it had only made him hungrier for more.The Void Dragon had already told him there were beings far stronger than himself.“Where are we going this early in the morning, my lord?” Taurus asked.He walked beside Quinn, with Freya, the real one, on the other side. The remaining members of the Dragon Guards and the New Dawn surrounded them as they made their way through the castle.“I need to see someone. After all, we should speak with t