After Ethan sealed the pact with Sycaron, the Celestial Dragons behind him all dropped to their knees in perfect unison. From this moment on, they were officially under Ethan's command.
"Sycaron, I'm glad to have you and your people on my side," Ethan said with a grin. "Sure, I might not be strong enough to take on the Sky Citadel just yet, but give it time—we'll all grow stronger together. And when that day comes, we'll bring that place down. Together."
Sycaron's eyes lit up with excitement the moment he heard that.
His grudge against the Sky Citadel Fiend-Dragons ran deep—so deep it was past the point of no return.
Over the years, they'd fought countless battles. The number of fallen soldiers on both sides could've formed a mountain of corpses. Now, finally, he had a real shot at revenge.
"Don't worry, my Lord," Sycaron said, his voice full of fire. "When the time comes, I'll be leading the charge."
