I bring you death.
Those were the last words that the Dragon Emperor wanted to hear from the mouths of the White Tiger.
He stood still, unsure if he was stunned or simply lacking in all emotion. He thought what he felt now was the numbness that came with the understanding that everything was over and there was nothing he could do anymore to prevent what he had tried preventing for a long time
Another prophecy was going to be true, wasn't it?
A tinge of pain came and went away as he remembered his wife who tried her best to stop this very thing from happening. In the end, it seemed all they had done was just delay the inevitable.
Maybe it wasn't even that. Maybe it was all just meant to happen this way, and they were all pawns to fate, unable to change what the future held for them.
The Emperor's body slacked as he saw the beasts around Pearl started to fly toward them, charging at them with the intent to kill.
