Chapter 32: The Rogue lord’s quarters
Purple flames erupted from nowhere, filling a stone podium engraved in the strangest of signs with its light and heat.
The moment the rock felt the aura emitting from the flames, it immediately glowed a bright red. The light spread throughout the podium’s engraved signs—into the extending trenches that branched out and touched every one of the ten pillars surrounding it. The moment the stone pillars were hit by the light, they creaked in protest, the marks on them lighting up at once.
Amidst all the chaos, the purple flames disappeared, and in their stead was now a wizard dressed in a black suit and coat.
His hair was ruffled, eyes puffy from lack of proper sleep and he stank of rotten disposed food from sleeping in a dumpster for an entire three weeks—a rather peculiar sight to witness him like this for he was a clean freak—but he couldn’t care less tonight.
He had important news to deliver.
"Well, here goes nothing," Kaos mumbled to himself, taking his first step toward the entrance he was facing.
It was a giant cave.
Its entrance was made of stone that looked like a human skeleton with a spider’s pinchers. Next to each pincher were fully transformed shifters in their dragon forms. To the right was a crimson dragon, a fire-breather no doubt, and to the left was a white dragon. Kaos couldn’t tell if he controlled air or water, but he might as well have been both from the way his white scales almost looked blue.
Not in the least afraid they might harm him, the wizard walked towards the skeleton’s mouth, but before he could enter, the white dragon sniffed twice and raised its large palm. A large claw that could bore into Kaos’s skull and kill him in an instant pointed at his small face and he stilled.
"How dare you walk into the Lord’s quarters smelling like shit," the dragon roared, his wide blue eyes glued on the wizard.
"Let’s eat him," the Crimson dragon replied, baring her jaw at Koas.