'I can't move,' the dragon realized in shock. 'My body won't respond at all. This is complete powerlessness.'
The dragon tried desperately to gather its strength. It tried to resist with everything it had. But nothing worked.
Its own bloodline had completely submitted to the superior power. Every instinct in its body screamed at it to bow, to submit, to acknowledge the absolute authority before it.
But Arthur wasn't finished.
"Since you don't believe my bloodline alone," Arthur said, his voice echoing with power, "then witness this."
Arthur raised his hand. Power flowed from his body, and his martial spirits began to manifest.
The first to appear was a dragon with bright red scales. It materialized above Arthur, its body stretching over twenty meters long.
Fire surrounded it, burning with intensity that raised the temperature in the chamber dramatically.
"The Ancestral Flame Dragon," Arthur announced.
