The culture of the Kingdom of Red Mine was based on one law.
The strong rules.
Since they were vessels of war, constantly seeking bloodshed and carnage, they tend to respect and obey power.
Just like how Northern proved himself battle after battle to be the champion, any other monster could and they would accept it as the champion with no questions asked.
Northern of course already assumed this was what would happen.
He just never expected that it would be… Mr Fluffy.
How long had they been gone for the little cute monster to have changed so much. It was now large, standing almost as tall as Raith.
Its eyes were hollow, and gleamed with a madness, in it no other intent existed but to wreak havoc and tear flesh apart.
Northern could see that no matter what he did Mr Fluffy was not going to recognize him.
So, he stepped forward, giving Night Terror a glance before saying:
