Still, it would be impossible for Ulric to neutralize Dyon's Presence like this had it not been for his protective treasure. However, the combination of the two once more increased Dyon's enemies to more than thirty thousand.
Did that really matter though? Even if Dyon wasn't in a completely selfless state, even if he was conscious, would he care about having so many weak enemies?
"Then die."
The words were simple. There were no added hysterics, nor was there any rage behind them. It was as though Dyon was an Emperor, writing laws into effect with the wave of his hand. Since he said they would die, then they would die!
Sir Merek and Sir Tybalt immediately brandished their weapons, feeling the looming hand of death hovering over their lives.
As Sir Ulric charged toward him, Dyon only raised his sword hand, slowly brandishing the Dragon King as the momentum of his coming strike soared.
