The hall was lined with statues and murals, filling every corner with their presence.
The Frost Wyverns were already gigantic creatures, and their statues were made even bigger.
Some random places in the halls had altars, with some having drops of blood floating over them, while some had a Wyvernoid tooth or other pieces.
The deeper they went into the hall, the fewer the statues and murals.
"Those whose statues stand here, in one way or another, contributed to changing the fate of us Frost Wyverns for the better."
"The ones who have contributed the most are given the status of royalty, something that is passed on to their offspring even after their deaths," she explained, and a glint crossed through Ryuk's eyes.
He had thought it weird that the Wyvernoid Kingdom was divided into two sides, the commoners and the royals, even though, apart from a more refined aura of the royals, he didn't see that much difference.
But now, he understood.
