The dragon thought about the problem of the title, but in the end, he decided to leave for later, 'It will be a good reward for their upcoming task.'
He glanced at the still bowing dracowyrm waiting on the black island, "You are on a good track. Keep it up, and I will give you a title in my empire that will bring you prestige and even higher standing."
Then the golden portal in the distance flickered, and a kobold rushed in, its heart beating very fast, and its eyes darted in panic.
"Your Majesty, I have bad news!"
Just from the panicked looks of his minion Vesuvius could tell that something bad had happened.
"Speak, what is it?"
"The information about the upcoming cataclysm has leaked. The world is in flames."
'Who was it that has betrayed me?'
A wave of anger blazed up only to immediately sizzle out as he rationality analyzed the situation.
'No, it is more likely that it was the gods. They must have their ways to collect information.'
"How much has been leaked?"
