After a few seconds of silence, a dragon flew up out of the crowd.
{I challenge for the throne. A First Born son of a mistress has no right of ascension, no matter what our Immortal Father wanted.} The dragon insisted.
Lukas nodded. {Then, by all means, begin. The champions will decide the outcome, as per divine law.}
The dragon snorted disdainfully. The King was not allowed to fight his own fights during the challenge, a test of his judgment, as the King was expected to be the strongest of the Shadow Dragons, and challenging him directly to a duel was unlikely to succeed.
It was intended to be a measure to keep a powerful fool off the throne, as there was a real chance that the chosen Champion could betray him if he was not a good leader.
The younger Prince activated a magical item, and his power soared, easily double what it was before, and far stronger than what Lukas could claim without outside assistance.
