For the members to choose between freedom and slavery, the choice was pretty simple actually.
All thirty two of them instantly decided to keep seated, of course they chose to live.
Soon the angry middle aged man got close to the council hall, shouting even more ferociously.
"How dare you kill my son!! This is revolt, you can not be Yasmine, she would never have killed her kind." Pausing in the air outside the hall, he waited.
"Haa Does any of you want to challenge me like him?" Yasmine gazed over all the men who just shook their heads.
Some were just afraid while few felt Yasmine was a way better ruler, they were tired of working under Dago.
"Good, hubby, let's go." Yasmine said, and the two walked out of the hall.
Dago's father was quite surprised at first, Yasmine still looked the same as always.
He couldn't imagine how she could have survived through all that.
Then he looked at Vritra but felt no danger, so he shifted his attention back to the dragoness.
