Azrakan was seething. He had been so angry that he'd ended up standing from his seat, waiting—just waiting—for that fool to disrespect the Dimensari name one more time.
But Jenera, the Evolari paragon, had interfered, bringing him back to his senses. It was obvious; the madman had been trying to push his buttons, and he had fallen for it. Azrakan returned to his throne, but his cold gaze stayed fixed on Whisker.
Jezenet also remained on her throne, though her bloodlust was still intense. At the same time, she was wary of Whisker. He was a paragon whose specialty was will. And in Eldoralth, most, if not all, abilities depended somehow on willpower.
By his ability to manipulate will—and given the abundance of his own—Whisker had already neutralized two of their paragons.
The Nullite would be powerless, and the Dimensari couldn't impose their laws on him. This left the Vampyros, Obliteri, Evolari, and Regenerari races.
