Is This A True Dragon!
The Royal Court became dead silent as three hovering figures appeared in the sky. Each wore the unmistakable black robes of the Royal Judges, their heads adorned with silver conical hats that glowed in the morning light. In their hands, they held golden scepters, symbols of their ultimate authority.
They descended slowly, their presence commanding the respect of all who looked upon them. The spectators, who had just moments before been noisy and restless, fell into an uneasy silence. Even the rowdy crowd from the Doom nation quieted as the judges took their places on the three massive stone thrones at the head of the Royal Court.
The middle judge, an elder with narrowed eyesl, raised his scepter. His voice, though calm, echoed across the enormous stadium like a thunderclap.