When the war first broke out, their leaders had dispatched messengers to inform this draconic ancestor. But the Great Dragon King of Light, Mondusath, had never appeared.
It was one of the primary reasons the Dragonkin were now in such a passive, desperate position. If Mondusath were to enter the fray, Rhonar would have gladly led his people in a fight to the death, confident they could annihilate the invaders on Dragonflame Island.
"Ask no more questions," Rhonar commanded, his voice cutting through the others' anxiety. "The elders have made their decision. We will obey."
"The forces outside will serve their purpose: to buy us time."
"Our duty now is to maintain the integrity of the barrier and wait for our lord to break free. The outcome of the battle between demigods will decide the outcome of this war."
Rhonar was rational, almost cold, and in the face of this overwhelming crisis, he had made the most strategically sound choice.
