The grand auditorium of the Chaos Academy was a marvel of architectural dominance.
At the center of the room sat a long, polished wooden table where the board of professors waited.
Suddenly, the heavy doors at the rear of the hall swung open with a sound like a thunderclap.
"His Imperial Majesty, the Dragon Emperor, Adonis Kingsbane, arrives!" the herald's voice echoed with magic.
The entire hall rose as one, a wave of bodies bowing in perfect, terrifying unison.
Step. Step. Step.
Adonis walked down the center aisle, his robe of chaotic mist trailing behind him like a living shadow.
Behind him walked four of the most powerful mages of empire who could level cities, yet they followed him with the posture of subordinates.
Adonis took his seat at the center of the long table with an indifference that was more chilling than any intimidation.
