"Heh… I gotta say, I didn't expect this so-called Emerald Castle to be crawling with so many Gold Dragons. Gotta admit, that's a decent show of strength. And…"
Ignarok's dark crimson eyes swept slowly across the entire battlefield, taking in every detail with a predator's calm. Finally, his gaze locked onto the front line of the Gold Dragons.
Right there, Auremax stood tall, his face grim, eyes cold and sharp as blades, locked onto Ignarok with deadly focus.
"…And you—" Ignarok grinned, his voice laced with mockery, "—a Gold Dragon this powerful? It's been ages since I've seen one like you. Last time must've been in AvLee… that pretty little place, remember? Hahahaha!"
"State your name, intruder!" Auremax barked, his voice like thunder. "This is not a place you can just waltz into!"
But Ignarok didn't flinch. He didn't even blink. His presence was overwhelming, his arrogance suffocating.
