It was an impressive display, no doubt about that. It was flashy and grand, and it made sure the image of a powerful empire filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers remained intact.
The common folk couldn't stop cheering from where they stood. Damon was mysterious, powerful, larger than life.
Knights and those who lived on the battlefield liked it. The emperor himself seemed pleased, and it was clear enough why he had mentioned Damon's actions in his opening speech, calling it the spirit of Valtheron.
But of course there were still those old crows and stubborn nobles who clung to tradition and couldn't stop badmouthing Damon. He didn't mind. After all, even they begrudgingly acknowledged his power.
However, Damon was now firmly in the eyes of potential competitors.
"Listen very carefully." Evangeline crossed her arms, standing in front of Damon with a serious expression on her face.
