The Fuegan had made their move. The Jorlam had appeared, and the army of dragons, as impressive as it was, could not overwhelm the Jorlam so easily. A galaxy itself was nothing more than a buffet table for these monstrosities.
"Fahad, I hope you don't renege on our deal," Lex suddenly said, completely unconcerned about the shift.
"Yes, yes, in exchange for helping us take down Sanguis Pluvia, you can receive the heart's blood of a Jorlam. I'll get it for you, fresh."
"Good," Lex said, and turned his mind towards the battle once more. Although he'd like to take credit for the arrival of the dragons, he was… slightly afraid of claiming credit as well. He knew that his little statement might provoke a few dragons, but wasn't this a little too much?
Fortunately, the dragons seemed like they were not concerned with Lex at all. In that case, there was only one more fighting force he had arranged for as backup, though now he was hesitant to call them.
