“Apparently, he’s been born and is well, from the last news we got of them. Congrats, I guess.”
Kairen was furious. He had broken his promise to Cassandra. She had given birth alone, and he had missed their child’s birth. For now, he didn’t want any congratulations until his concubine and son would be with him to receive them. Furious, he turned around and walked towards the two terrorized dragons. They tried to growl, to warn him not to approach, but he ignored them and came closer.
“Which one?” he asked.
“This one is Seban’s,” said Shareen, pointing at the dark blue dragon with its wing half-ripped.
Without adding another word, the War God walked to the other dragon. The tall brown beast growled furiously, trying to retreat as much as he could in his corner and show his fangs. When Kairen got close enough, the dragon jumped forward, trying to attack in a desperate attempt. The War God sliced its head off.
The dragon’s head rolled away from its body, while the other dragon whimpered in fear from the scene before him. Shareen didn’t react much. This was legitimate, in their world. She was even surprised that he had apparently decided to spare Seban’s dragon, despite the already poor state of the creature. She glanced down, but the indigo creature was pitifully shivering, its eyes fixated on Kairen in sheer fear.
“You poor one,” she sighed.
However, the War God didn’t have time for another glance at the young dragon. Kairen walked out of the building, walking back into the battle. Despite his absence, his men were not at a loss.
The Imperial Army was well-trained and perfectly capable by itself. The absence of their Commander-in-Chief for a few hours had not stopped them at all, as they finished the fight against the invader. There were a lot of victims and bodies, but few from the Dragon Empire’s people. On her way there, Shareen had been surprised to see how many common people were actually helping the soldiers, using those strange little boxes to tend their injuries. It was even more obvious now that the battle had died down, and the last of the enemies that remained alive were brought together.
The War God had no time to waste. Ignoring all the men that tried to inquire about his situation or rejoice about their victory, he walked straight into the building where his generals had been put together.
“Your Highness! How come you’re...”
“Where is their leader?” growled Kairen, ignoring all of them.
One man was dragged forward, and his fancy uniform clearly gave away his high ranking among his army. Despite the large, ugly open injury on his head, he still had a defiant look while facing Kairen.
“Long live the Eastern Republic! We shall not obey the barbaric...”
Shareen gave a violent kick to his jaw before he could finish that sentence. The sound of his teeth breaking against one another made several men grimace. The man coughed up some blood, looking horrified.
“A w-woman! How dare you?! A woman cannot hit a man!”
“Sorry, darling, wrong Empire for your fucking chauvinism. Now, talk before I break however many teeth and bones you’ve got left, one by one.”
“I won’t talk! I will die for my country!” shouted the man, despite his mouth full of blood and his missing teeth. “I will never...”
“Oh, fuck you. Just die like an idiot then.”
Just like that, Shareen took out her weapon and killed the man right there. No one around was really surprised, as the Generals had witnessed this kind of thing countless times from the Imperial Family within the Palace where all their meetings were held. Kairen turned to them.
“Who else did we get?”
“No one that will talk, Your Highness,” sighed one of the Generals, shaking his head. “All the leaders we caught either committed suicide or swore they’d never surrender any of their country’s military secrets. We are still interrogating them at the moment.”
“This is annoying,” hissed Shareen. “We need proof of that rat face’s involvement in the war.”
“We have no proof that the Second Prince...”
“We have one already,” interrupted Kairen.
The men turned to him, a bit flustered.
“W-we do, Your Highness?”
“There are two dragons left inside a building in the southwest,” he said. “Get them and make sure they make the trip back to the Capital with us.”
He turned around to leave the building, while the Generals and Shareen followed after him.
“You want to use those two as proof?” she said. “Vrehan will pretend his son acted by himself!”
