“Enough!” Travott yelled, standing up from his seat almost violently. His chair was nearly knocked over.
All of the Zeneorus became silent as they stared at him. No one spoke, waiting for him to speak again or to let them go home. Indeed, this meeting was a waste of time. Confronting each other for what they had done in the past against the Supreme Dragon Lord was not productive at all. They all just opened old wounds for losing their loved ones in the battle during that dark time and felt regret for not dealing with it in the most diplomatic way. But then, Travott faced it savagely and hence the conflagration as an outcome that Dracmond was almost destroyed compeletely.
Kalgruss’ powers were displayed at its fullest when he heard his family was killed by Travott himself. The black drago
