"STOP AT ONCE, HUMAN!" A thunderous voice echoed through the Royal Court.
Abruptly, Anon ceased his assault on Rok, redirecting his attention to the origin of the commanding voice.
Upon fixing his gaze on the source, Anon discerned an imposing dragon, its massive form dominating the scene.
Obsidian scales adorned its body, extending from head to toe, complemented by two ominous black horns, a pair of imposing wings, and eyes ablaze with a menacing yellow glow.
"Hmmm...? Who the fuck are you?" Anon asked with a zero-fuck given expression.
"You have the audacity to question our king's identity in his own royal court? Death is the price you pay," a menacing voice echoed from behind.
Anon slowly turned, only to discover a legion of dragons filling the Royal Court — the Royal Ministers at the forefront, and a horde of regular dragons in the back.