"Your Majesty, there is danger here, I beg you to hide temporarily..."
"Bullshit! I'm not going anywhere! I dare anyone to touch me!" Emperor Kaniel Black had gone mad.
"Your Majesty doesn't need to go anywhere, because I am here."
A youthful voice, yet it calms almost everyone down.
"Your Majesty, I apologize for my tardiness."
A young man clad in black armor kneels before Emperor Kaniel Black, looking up at the emperor.
He was not yet twenty, his face somewhat pale, grey hair, but his eyes were a pitch black color, like swirling black fog. On his shoulder crouched a small dragon, its eyes lazily observing the battle in the arena, seeming utterly bored.
He, is the youngest son of the Emperor of the Black Dragon Empire, also the youngest Guardian Dragon Knight, bearing eight Dragon Marks, Yake Black.
"Kill them all! My son!"