As they approached the city, the dragons in the air began to chant something that became more distinct by the kilometre, turning into a roar of draconic voices.
{The Immortal King has ascended. A new King is chosen. Long Live The King!}
Lukas smiled, and then gestured for Mildred and Rue to come forward to join him.
Karl fell back a hundred metres, keeping himself behind the Royal Guards. But he also gained altitude, so he had a better view.
[The looks they're giving us say that we were supposed to be lower, and looking up.] Cara noted.
[Damn. I should have read a book on this or something.] Karl sighed.
Then, three more dragons flew up to join him.
Dakkarian, representing the black dragon. A female Red Dragon who might be the orphanage Matron, or the Red Avatar, and Librarian Barry.
[Avatar. Your timing is impeccable, as expected.] Dakkarian's voice whispered in Karl's mind.
Karl winked at him, and the black dragon smirked back.
