It began with a knock.
Or more like a dramatic slam of doors and Alfred bursting into Adams' chamber with scrolls, confetti, and a paper crown that said Taiyu's Snack King.
Adams didn't even look up. "If it's about that cult again—"
"It's not a cult!" Alfred shouted, already pulling Adams up by the arm. "It's an opportunity. A celebration! They're building a whole dojo, bro! We've been invited as special guests! You can't say no to your legacy!"
"My legacy is NOT Edible Destruction!"
"You invented edible destruction!"
"…shut up."
—
Moments later…
Adams stood outside the palace courtyard with a heavy sigh while Alfred danced in circles, clearly thrilled.
Then the ground trembled.
The skies rumbled.
The trees leaned away like they knew what was coming.
And then—
BOOM!!!
Kael'Thar landed.
Elegant. Grand. Massive.
Adams climbed up without a word, clearly regretting everything about today.
