"If it is within our abilities then we will do as you wish" Black Rock replied as the others bowed too
"Excellent, I believe you all have seen my kind, we are many but spread far and wide on this planet…" Kingsley said as he stood up
He walked down from his throne to stand before them. Of course, he regretted it almost instantly as all of them, especially Euroa, towered over him. Even Frug, the Dwarven King and Teurn, the Gnome king who were the shortest amongst them, were still taller than him by at least a few inches.
Kingsley didn't exactly want to force what he believed to be his responsibility upon the natives that had absolutely nothing to do with it.
Technically speaking, they shouldn't even be here if he didn't go to their nations and force them to surrender.
"If it is to our capabilities, we shall do as you please, my lord" Black Rock said with a weird level of respect in his tone.
I know the chapter is weird and doesn't flow well so please comment if you think I can improve it and where such an improvement is needed