KD was large. When he appeared on stage, standing upright on his hind legs, and he looked down at the audience in front of the stage, he was easily ten feet (3 meters) tall. Despite such a massive body, he was not bulky.
There was strength in every inch of his body, sure, but that did not translate into mass. Instead, he had a lean and toned body, revealing the figure of a professional dancer. A king he may be, a ruler he may be, but underneath all the embellishments, he was a dancer, pure and simple.
In fact, even just standing there on stage, looking out at the audience, letting his aura leak out of him, seemed like a setup for his upcoming dance.
The coldblooded ruler of the Cold Brood Empire did not speak. He did not introduce himself, nor did he make any bold statements or introductions. Words were not needed when he had dance.
