Stranded?
“My queen, we managed to evacuate a great majority of our citizens before your fight turned too intense."
A wolf beast man dressed up in uniform with an eye patch over one of his eyes said. I looked around and saw a cut-off wing and tail as well as a couple of fangs about twice my size. My vision then returned to the beast man.
“It was thanks to you managing to hold yourself back from using your full power that we were able to save so many lives.”
He said, as if consoling the loss I just faced.
Angrily, I sat up from my throne of rubbles then took a few steps forward. That was when I noticed just how small the wolf beast man was, in comparison to me. He followed closely behind me with both arms behind his back.
“I swear, I won’t allow Fafnir to escape the next time.”
I said, tightening my fists into a ball. Before I could go any further, I could hear heavy footsteps. Two soldiers came up. Both were cat people bearing spears in their hands.