Chapter 66: Ancestral Pool

Drakon walked through the citadel of the Ember Clan. Both his steps and heart were heavy. 

The reason? 

What he was about to face. 

Or rather, who he was going to face…. 

Drakon dreaded this meeting for more reasons than one. Not the least because he always felt small and insignificant after they finished. 

…Weak and inferior. 

Like a little bug. 

The Ember heir shook his head. 

He studied the lavish corridors of his home to help distract himself from his nerves. Plush rugs spread as far as the eye could see. Chandeliers fitted with mana crystals hung from the ceiling at certain intervals. On the walls, breathtaking paintings were also displayed. 

Some of them depicted a few harrowing battles closer to the inception of the Apocalypse. Some included pictures of extinct Fire Beasts, such as the Mighty Dragons. 

Others merely settled for drawing a roaring blaze.