David immediately turned to his retinue beside him and instructed, "You lot take the goods and leave directly through the back door. Head to the surface. I have a score to settle with these Drow."
"Your will!" Rosinde the Barbarian tried to dissuade him but was pulled back by the equally grim-looking Drow, Hiatt.
Only the Drow who understood their master best could empathize with the Dragon Lord's anger at this moment.
If they didn't vent this anger, then he wouldn't be the tempestuous Dragon Lord they knew.
Even if such an action could lead to immense, life-threatening risks.
But if they, bearing goods comparable in value to half an adult dragon's treasure hoard, accompanied their master, it would only make him, the Red Dragon, hesitate in battle.
As David, all alone, squeezed through the empty doorway.
"Prince David Uthos, I implore you to 'please' wait here a moment longer for Miss Alianna," a tall Drow said in a low voice as she emerged from the shadows.
