The Dragon King stared at the Founder and Sovereign of the Divine Army, who were now standing in front of him.
His two guests stared back at him, not saying anything.
From the moment they arrived up to now, all of them were in this state. No talk, no anything. Simply staring.
This went on for nearly ten minutes, and it was only cut off when someone lightly cleared her throat.
"Can you guys get this over with?" Hereswith asked impatiently. "We still have places to go."
The three Supremes looked at her for a few seconds before facing each other.
"So, what do you want?" the Dragon King asked.
"Help us bring the boy to the negotiation table and stop his madness," the Founder replied crisply.
The Dragon King briefly glanced at Hereswith, wanting to know her opinion about the matter.
The beautiful elf nodded her head, making her opinion known.