An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

“Me?” Dustin froze momentarily, then quickly waved his hands to indicate his refusal. “Ancient Sage, you’ve got to be kidding. I’m not qualified to guard the Dracan force. You’d better find someone else.”

He knew taking on such a monumental responsibility was out of the question. Guarding the Dracan Force wasn’t like watching over someone’s garden. A single mistake could endanger not only Sacred Wyrm Summit but all of Dragonmarsh. The pressure was simply overwhelming.

“Don’t be so quick to refuse,” Arion said with a smile.

He continued, “Guarding the Dracan force has its perks. For one, it’s a spiritual entity. If you can connect with it, your cultivation will soar, and your lifespan will extend dramatically. With its power behind you, you’ll be

unbeatable. No one in the world could stand in your way.”

Arion wasn’t exaggerating. Being recognized by the Dracan force as its guardian granted access to its vast energy and created a resonance with the natural order. It was what people called the realm of terrestrial immortals.

If Alaric had fought Seth a year ago near the Dragon Guard, the outcome of that battle might have been entirely different.

“To be honest, I’m not cut out for responsibilities like that. I’ve always preferred a more carefree life. As for advancing my cultivation or extending my lifespan, I’m really not that interested,” Dustin declined.

With great power came great responsibility, and that was a burden he wasn’t willing to shoulder. He

valued his freedom and didn’t want to be tied down.

a cage. He wasn’t ready for that kind

push you. But if you change your mind, come find

Combat Tournament had been meant to choose a guardian for the Dracan force, but ultimately, it all came down to personal

to press the matter. Some things were just a matter

understanding, Ancient Sage.” Dustin let out a quiet sigh of relief. He had been genuinely worried that his

of Arion’s caliber, who had long transcended worldly concerns, wouldn’t stoop to threats or coercion-that would be beneath

things to take care of, so I’ll head out.” After a brief chat, Arion finally

immediately lowered his head in

lack of overt superiority

in

only terrestrial immortal was far from

Dracan essence, Dustin decided to leave. He’d already given Sacred Wyrm Summit a heads- up,

to reach out to Hank and see if any other ploys

Grace waiting

Miles, and the others were gathered. Though they all came from different guilds, they were united for one

with your performance and claimed the championship.” Dalen was