Lightning churns in the sky, the clouds turning from crimson to dark. At once, the pressure on the tattooed-faced man multiplied, causing him to grit his teeth.
Uncle Drake lifted his hand and spoke.
"I stand in the name of justice. By the will of the Primal One—the Undying Dragon—I invoke the ancient decree of the Primordial Chaos Dragon. Grant me your eternal fury, that I may smite my enemy and deliver peace unto the restless dead."
RUMBLE! RUMBLE!! RUMBLE!!!
All over the planet, every living soul raised its head and looked up. Up in the clouds, a terrifying dragon head appeared, just clear enough for its large reddish-gold eyes to gaze down on everyone.
At once, everyone, be it the three kings or the other two warlords, and even some hidden monsters who would put the warlords to shame, dropped to their knees and bowed, fear enveloping them.
Their bodies shook like a massage chair, some even passing out.
