The Almighty Dragon General

Quattro's proclamation left the Dark World's powerhouses with no choice but to kneel and comply. It became clear: their Marshal wasn't going to rest on his laurels any longer. Instead, he was set on propelling the Dark World to new heights.

Meanwhile, James had dragged Thea into the Chaos Temple and hastily started his activities. Thea's face turned red from his urgency. "Don't you think it's a bit inappropriate, darling?" she muttered. "What do you mean?" James asked, baffled.

With some embarrassment, Thea replied, "I mean, this is Chaos Temple. It's sacred to the Doom Race, and you want us to... do it here?"

"This spot is perfect. It's well-hidden. We can handle things here," James insisted as he threw down a path source and set up a magic circle at the entrance.

Seeing James was determined, Thea could only shake her head. "Fine, but if Wyot asks, you're explaining. You did appoint him, after all."

Thea shyly disrobed. James was unaware when the last bit of fabric fell from her skin, but as he pulled out a shimmering scroll and released it into the air, he froze. Thea looked absolutely stunning, and James felt his blood surge.

"Are you sure about this?" Thea murmured.

James asked, frowning. "I only

filled with shock as she jerked

asked, resigned. "Must we do that

shock, Thea stomped her foot angrily. "Are you messing with me, Jamie? I thought you said

James shrugged slightly.

huffed angrily, "You said it's time to keep up

every single word," James insisted

do you want me to do?" Thea was

we need to sever the Dark World from

Dark World is our base of operations.