Slaughter in the capital

It was a battle that unfolded with breathtaking speed and deadly precision. 

The clash between Knight Commander Federyc and Aragon left the courtyard in shock and disbelief. 

Aragon's victory had been nothing short of extraordinary. He had killed the knight commander with ease in a matter of a few minutes, making everyone stunned enough to believe. 

With Federyc's lifeless body at his feet, Aragon's gaze swept across the stunned soldiers and spectators. 

His eyes burned with a cold intensity as he held onto his bloodied sword. His message was clear: he was not to be underestimated.

Young King Draaro, still reeling from the sudden turn of events, was faced with a stark reality. 

Aragon was a force to be reckoned with, and the dragons that loomed in the background only reinforced his power.