Duke Franz spoke heavily, "Right now we are their allies in name, and can maintain a superficial peace, but what about the future?"
Adrian, with a serious expression, said solemnly, "Your Grace, I don't know where the future leads, I only know—now we must do everything in our power to drive these brutal five-colored dragons out of our homeland and end this disaster."
Duke Franz sighed deeply, "You're right, I'm just worried... if the ambitions of the Ashen Empire's Emperor extend beyond this, these so-called 'Starfallen' will bring an even greater calamity to Seleucis."
Adrian lifted his longsword, and wings formed by light gathered behind him, "Let's go, Your Grace, there's no need to overthink. At least for now... we fight for Seleucis, we fight for Fadlan!"
Franz nodded in deep agreement, and this seemingly rough yet inwardly delicate duke once again hefted his exaggerated great sword, plunging into the slaughter with the Green Dragon Legion.
