Seeing David's firm resolution to first sever this off-field balancing hand from the High Elves, the dragons, who had long suffered from harassment by the Elves and had found no effective solution, naturally had no objections.
There was even a faint anticipation.
After all, who wouldn't want to wipe out their enemy's entire family after enduring constant backstabbing, severed supply lines, and scorched-earth tactics on human territory that left them starving and forced to survive on snow and the biting north wind?
It was only because they were the Dragon Race, capable of withstanding hunger and building almost anything, that they hadn't crumbled. The human Noble armies of Luwalden would have collapsed long ago under such conditions.
