Kazuul slowly raised his head, and his typically indifferent vertical pupils were stirred up with a hint of excitement, uncontrollably bursting into laughter: "Hahaha! Cassius, you've finally arrived! The centuries of waiting should finally come to an end!"
"His Majesty Tiamat will descend upon the world and become the supreme ruler of the Material Plane, and I shall be crowned a god!"
Cassius, bearing the scorching sun on his back, slowly flapped his dragon wings and said coldly, "How pathetic, Kazuul. To think an ancient Red Dragon like you would willingly become Tiamat's lapdog and oppose me. Haven't the tragic fates of the Green Dragon and Blue Dragon made you fearful?"
"You mean Erebos and Goraz Dera?"
