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.

shockwaves from Wynton's self-destruction rapidly spread,

that wasn't

the Dark World, annihilating everything in

met their

remaining Doom Race warriors within the formation, ignoring

impact the destruction of the Dark World would have had on him if he hadn't transferred the living beings into his new

"James!" "You think you've won just because you deceived Wynton

of the Leere Tribulation! You and your master will pay dearly!" As the voice's

stopped crying and looked

Wuia?"

were

brother permanently and took down the Dark World

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

is still a hero, to your clan and the myriad realms."