Two days later, the faction Darius had been waiting for finally arrived.
The main gate of the Draconia Clan opened slowly. Guards stepped aside as a tall man walked forward with steady steps.
Behind him followed a massive bird.
Its wings were folded, but black flames burned quietly across its feathers without spreading.
The assistant who had delivered the message stood near the entrance hall and gave a stiff bow.
"Patriarch has been expecting you."
The man smiled casually. "Good. Show me the way."
His tone was relaxed, almost friendly.
The giant bird let out a low cry. Dark fire flickered briefly across its body before settling again.
Several Draconia guards tightened their grip on their weapons but did not move.
Soon, they reached Darius's private hall.
The doors opened.
Darius stood at the center of the room, hands behind his back.
His gaze landed on the man immediately. His eyes then shifted to the burning bird.
He frowned slightly.
