"Summon your emperor before me, or face extinction," Max said loudly, yet his voice remained calm, carrying across the sky like a decree from a god of destruction ordering mere mortals to obey.
The elven armies flinched beneath his words, their pale faces caught between terror and reluctance. None of them wanted to lower their heads to a dragon, but none of them could ignore what had just happened either. Max had completely overpowered their ranks on his own, crushed their arrows, broken their formation, and shattered their Sunfall Array as if all of it had been nothing more than a test of patience.
Their minds struggled to accept it. Even if someone as strong as Max existed on this continent, no sane ruler would dare make himself an enemy of every major force in the region, yet Max seemed to be doing exactly that without the slightest hesitation.
