After returning to his chambers, Raphael wasted no time in getting some well-needed rest. His day was busy, and the times ahead would only get busier.
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The next morning, the frozen tribe members visited the palace as he had ordered them to.
The Dragon King stood outside of the palace with Queen Eva by his side. In front of him stood fifty frozen tribe members, and Yeltuna the Lioness standing at their head.
Behind the group of tribespeople was King Helix's old army, who Eva had called into the palace front yard as well.
These forces numbered five hundred, and all wore armour and swords on their waists.
Most of them were birthright users, but not incredibly strong ones. If they were students of the five schools, they would rank lower than B.
The large army stood to attention before Raphael, and he scanned his eyes across them, proud of the forces that he had managed to amass.
But still, a thought plagued his mind.
Is this enough? Are they enough?
