Dragon Soaring World sat on the sofa, Night Cherry Tangle's words echoing over and over in his mind.
An outlet.
A way to ease the pressure.
The stability of the entire war zone.
Those words kept battering against his long-held way of thinking.
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Night Cherry Tangle had shown him a different picture, one far grander and far more dangerous.
When the people at the bottom of a world gained power but saw no hope, what would they do?
They would overturn the table.
They would tear apart everyone seated around it, along with the table itself.
The Trial of the Gods was Night Cherry Tangle's way of drilling a small hole in that table ahead of time, giving the steam building beneath it somewhere to escape.
Who managed to climb up on that jet of steam, and who was scalded to pieces in the eruption, did not matter to the people who made the rules.
Dragon Soaring World's fingers tapped unconsciously against the sofa's armrest.
The order he had issued must already have caused an uproar within Dragon Soaring Dynasty, and even throughout the Guild Alliance.
Sure enough, alerts from his private channel rang out like a frantic drumbeat.
The first call he answered came from Hegemon Sword, leader of Hegemony.
A holographic projection appeared before Dragon Soaring World. Hegemon Sword's face was so red with anger it looked ready to burst out of the image.
"Soaring Dragon! What the hell is this supposed to mean?"
The moment the call connected, Hegemon Sword's roar hit him.
"**Why did you order us to stop hunting Ghost Shadow? Do you know how many of our brothers died pinning down his location? And now you're calling it off with a single word? You're the leader of the Guild Alliance,