“Always some jackass looking for power,” Bartas murmured. Julius nodded and continued.
“My father wouldn’t stand for it and opposed him. Most of my friends had split off from the remaining council members to secure their families and quell the battle outside. Beldazon, Xenala, and I fought alongside the remaining council members to defend my father. However, Zathandalous struck my father down in the throne room while his blind followers held us at bay. We managed to dispatch his fighters, but by that time, it was too late. My father was dead, and Zathandalous had escaped. My friends and I urged the remaining council members to escape while we held off the attacking forces, but they refused and charged into battle with us. We transformed into dragons and fought with the ferocity of gods un
