Vrakkas had been appointed as the leader of the dragon legion assigned to conquer the human territory—a target that, for some reason, sat at the very top of Dragon King Zarvok's priority list.
His job wasn't to question.
Only to obey.
And this mission was his chance.
He had finally been chosen as the commander of the raid to crush the human empire.
The orders were simple:
Kill the king of the humans and bring back his head.
Enslave the remaining humans.
And most importantly, escort their so‑called hero back to the Dragon King with respect.
On paper, it should have been a simple campaign.
A stepping stone to climb in rank, a chance to earn a lower world of his own as a reward if he executed the mission flawlessly.
But now everything was falling apart before his eyes.
Because a single human girl was ripping through the dragon legion—creatures that had never lost a war until today.
