Hundreds to thousands of dragonkins knelt before Ein. It was an amazing sight to see powerful beings like them kneeling like loyal retainers before their king.
However, Ein was slightly taken aback. He was expecting them to look down, demand names, and drive their group off the continent. Immediately kneeling before him was something he didn't even imagine.
"Me? Grandmaster?" Ein asked, confused.
To answer his question, the one at the front, a large dragonkin with golden scales, stood up, keeping his head slightly lowered. His bulging muscles were definite proof of his overflowing strength, probably reaching Sandra's and the other's level. Well, in terms of physical strength only, though.
"Yes, Grandmaster. We have felt the wave of your power and deem you worthy of our service. From now on, we'll swear fealty towards you and you alone."
Of course, this was just bullsh*t that he spouted.
