The dragon was mighty. When Raith first entered the palace, he had tried to measure the distance between the floor and the ceiling, it was because of how massively tall the pillars were.
But seeing the dragon's head graze through the chandeliers and shatter everything made him realize how tall it was. And it also made him happy.
'Then this will be an easy fight'
Raith said and leaned forward getting ready to fight.
"Master, is there a plan?"
Jarvis asked that. And Raith was surprised to his core. None of his death soldiers have ever asked a question like that.
He smirked and answered:
"Looks like you are a different breed from the rest, yes there is a plan. And the plan is to break this place and drive the dragon out."
"Leave that to me and him..." Jarvis's gaze fell on the silent hulking figure standing in front of them, muscled to the frame. But the body is pitch black like the night itself.
