Igmar was standing with a blank look. He stood near the wall as his face was drained of color, gripped by the sudden terror. He thought there was still hope even though two massive black dragons appeared. The Gondar Alliance sent twenty God Ranks. That should be enough to handle the two black dragons.
Then he watched how The Emperor turned into a dragon. Not just any dragon, but a six-headed dragon, and his size was doubled of the two black dragons. The moment he saw the twenty God Ranks turned around, he knew he was done for. Not just him, but also the Kingdom of Sand, and also his dream to rule the world.
Then he heard one of the God Ranks from the Gondar Alliance screamed at him. That was when he found twenty individuals, standing in front of the entrance to the city. He could not tell how strong they were. He did not sense them until he got a little bit of clarity from the scream.
