"Surrendered without a fight?"
Ilia Danvers was quite surprised; he thought Julius Reed would intervene.
The great hall was already teeming with a murderous aura.
Once the battle commenced, countless death warriors along with those dragons would join the fray.
Ilia Danvers' current state was unstable; he needed to rest every once in a while.
To suppress the restless dragon within.
He wanted to become a dragon, but the process was exceptionally arduous.
The dragon tried to break free several times, only to be suppressed each time.
Every time he suppressed it, the next attempt was even stronger.
But with each suppression, Ilia Danvers started to acquire the dragon's power.
The more the dragon resisted, the more power he gained.
Another three to five times, as long as he could endure, he would replace the dragon and become a true dragon.
And the dragon within him would swiftly perish from not being able to grow.
Like two twins fighting for nourishment.
