Bab 196: Rune Vs Zictor (Conclusion)

Up in the skybox, in the section reserved for royals and other V.I.Ps, Irene looked down on the battle below with cold indifference. There was a mixture of pity and disdain hidden behind her gaze. Pity for the vast potential of the lizardmen that had been prematurely snuffed out and disdain for the ones who had orchestrated their eradication. They were a special variation, very unlike their relatives in Albion, that had thrived for not even 150 years before meeting their untimely end. They were a race with incredible war potential that was sure to become a major power should they have sufficient time to grow, and now, Irene was staring down at what was perhaps the last of their kind.

Damn that man...