A flash of lightning split the sky, casting an intimidating glare in Ornado's eyes.
Out of the corner of his eye, Ornado casually swept a glance at the rumbling thunder rolling through the clouds.
Thousands of electric serpents broke through the void, the thunder growing louder and louder as if straining to burst free from the shackles of the clouds.
Sensing the attitude the Alpha King was projecting, Quinn's emerald eyes sharply narrowed. "Your Majesty means...?"
Pots of rain plummeted from the heavens in an overwhelming downpour, striking the ground with a resounding din.
The curtain of rain blurred Ornado's gloomy expression, as well as his voice laden with murderous intent.
"The Grand Patriarch has been having far too smooth a time of it lately. A few lashes here and there aren't enough to make him learn his lesson."
「I hear the Alliance's new president is of the dragon race, and possesses the ability to manipulate lightning.」
Quinn's temple twitched.
The King wanted the Grand Patriarch dead.
And it was hard to blame the King for being ruthless.
Years into the King's reign, that Grand Patriarch from the Stephen Family still hadn't figured out his proper place.
The only reason the King had let him be until now was that he simply hadn't had the hands to spare.
Now, however...
He could only offer an early moment of silence for the Stephen Family.
Quinn smoothly conceded:
"I shall immediately find a pretext to dispatch the old fogey of a Grand Patriarch to the Alliance."
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