"My uncle is the one stationed here permanently. He's the guard against the Empire... and the Dragon." Ragna smiled. Ever since they entered their territory, his mood had improved as his spirit lifted.
The trip back at the Vorrakyn had ended in total failure as things took unexpected turns. But now, they were back, and he was all smiles again.
Vacuse looked at him.
Lord Ragna was not strong himself. In fact, what made him terrifying was his brain. He knew how to plot, and it did him a lot of good because, in his past life, the Orc had actually begun the conquering of other Clans.
If it came down to a fight between them, then Vacuse could kill him with a sneeze.
What he was more worried about was the guard that was following him around. Captain Valka, the one who got the title of Dragon Killer in his past life.
