"Henceforth, all sub-dragons shall be released from our fold, free to go where they want," Kuro said strongly, making the expressions of the various dragons freeze.
"Young King, this…" The last of the four aides, an aged male dragon with yellow scales, muttered with uncertainty.
Kuro understood their reactions. After all, this was a catastrophe not only because of the long civil war and the damage it could do to the vitality of the dragon race, but also because the entire lifestyle of pure dragons was sustained by the hard work of sub-dragons.
While dragons sustained themselves by ambiently absorbing worldly energy—of which the excess famously produced aether crystals—they still had to perform other tasks to sustain their lives, not to mention their sanities.
