The Almighty Dragon General

"Fourth, I have left some treasures for the Yaneiri Clan.

They should be enough to establish yourselves in the new world.

Fifth, do not be Deified.

Never, ever do that.

You must keep the Yaneiri Clan safe." Wynton's body contorted, plunging him into further pain.

Cracks spread across his skin.

"You owe me, James! You owe my clan!" he roared for the last time in his life before crumbling into dust.

The light strips that imprisoned him shattered as well, and purple flames lunged at James' light wall, the shockwaves splintering it into fragments before rampaging toward the inconsolable Zella.

James flew to Zella, scooped her up, and they took off.

from Wynton's self-destruction rapidly spread, obliterating the

wasn't the

rippled across the Dark

met their

Doom Race warriors within the formation, ignoring the pain from the recoil, all while holding Zella in his

have had on him if he hadn't transferred

Dark World, a furious voice roared, "James!" "You think you've won just because you deceived Wynton and destroyed

Leere Tribulation! You and your master will pay dearly!" As the voice's rant ended, the Dark World

stopped crying

that Wuia?"

were red with

down the Dark World in the

was stubborn, ambitious, and resilient, but he understood what he had to do in the

to your clan and the myriad realms." Zella wiped her