Xu Yuan had transformed into his mini-dragon form so that he could lie down on the throne. He sat on the throne and looked at the four Dark-Type heroes who had gathered below.
The Dark Enchanter and the Fallen Angel stood to the left, while the Red-Eyed Black Dragon and the White Dragon Saint stood on the right. Their respective Lords stood by their sides.
The atmosphere was solemn.
"Everyone," said the White Dragon Saint. "Since we have all gathered here, I will hold this meeting on behalf of His Majesty."
The White Dragon Saint noticed that Xu Yuan didn't speak, so he took over.
"You?" said the Fallen Angel mockingly. "Why would you speak on behalf of His Majesty? What qualifications do you have that sets you apart from us? Let me be the first to disagree with your proposition. Besides, you don't even have a Lord."
