The silence was deafening.
The crunch of the Supreme's boots on the dead and withering soil rang true for kilometers on end as the world stilled.
No matter who it was, they didn't dare to move.
Elena stood next to the 1st Princess and held her, helping her hold in her grief as she observed the situation with narrowed eyes.
'This is dangerous. If he's allowed to get near the Emperor, it's over, but nobody here can stop him.'
It was evident that something strange was happening. The presence of their Supreme should have emboldened the Black Dragon Army, but their behavior was the exact opposite.
Like beings oppressed under an iron fist.
'Could it be there's some problem with the Supreme?'
Elena immediately pinpointed the problem from the looks of fear and confusion on the faces of the Black Dragons. She glanced over at the man walking with two Executioners obediently walking with their heads lowered behind him.
