"Remind me again why exactly you decided to gather everyone Vermilion", Azure Dragon asked, relaxing into a lavish throne.
The deep blue throne sat around a small stone stable, in the centre of this table a tablet with ancient runes protruded. In front of Azure, a line filled with essence ran from both arms of the throne, through to the tablet filling it with power.
To his right, a white throne lined with gold trimming sat, White took his rightful place there. To his left, a black throne with black trimmings nestled, Black Tortoise perched atop it, falling asleep without a care in the world. Across from Azure, a red throne lined with orange trimming capped off the small meeting room. Of course, this one was sat atop by none other than Vermilion, the man who had called the meeting.
Vermilion smiled, "It's a war … or more accurately, we are at war".
