They had expected much, but hearing it directly from the one responsible left a big impression.
All this time, they had always believed Julius was invincible, powerful, and most of unkillable—but he proved everyone wrong.
Asher braced himself, expecting them to come at him.
His hand tightened around the dragon core, ready to teleport at a moment's notice.
But to his surprise, they all knelt before him, and bowed their heads in unison.
"As per Eryx tradition, you are now our new king!" they declared, their voice filled with respect.
Asher blinked unsure of how to react to this unexpected twist.
A male foxkin muttered an incantation, creating a connection that allowed them to speak without being overheard. Asher allowed it, sensing no danger in the spell.
"My name is Stir, and I'm one of Arcane Sage's Lizana's supporters. Don't worry, as long as you say yes, we will rally our forces to secure your throne."
