At Li Wei's answer, everyone at the table wore rather strange expressions.
Because that was practically the standard answer of certain evil dragons.
If it had been a normal Metal Dragon, or even a Silver Dragon, answering instead, they would have sought out their human allied forces directly, or called in a few friendly Metal Dragons to "strike down evil."
Only Fischer and Xia Lan Veloss, who knew Li Wei came from the Underdark, were not surprised in the least. Instead, they found it only natural.
A dragon raised in that perilous environment, where enemies lay everywhere one looked, would instinctively trust and rely only on itself.
But Lord Tibilus is still different. He trusts us Retainers. Zelandia, even Minas Tirith, were built together by us followers.
Thinking of this, Fischer could not help lifting his chin with a trace of pride.
Xia Lan Veloss could practically picture Li Wei hiding and fleeing through the Underdark, struggling to survive against all odds with no one to rely on but himself. She could not help feeling a little heartache for him.
She nodded. "And Iryklathagra made the same choice. For the following seventy-seven years, she remained hidden in the Marching Mountains, gathering her strength, until she reappeared in the Year of the Valley Calendar 322.
"That year, Xiaen VII had only just ascended the throne. At the same time, the elves, who had long suffered enslavement and exploitation under the Xiaen Dynasty, launched their most sweeping uprising yet. Countless slaves of other races rushed to join them, and not even the capital, Shoonach, was spared.
"It was also that very day when Iryklathagra took the first step of her revenge. She flew over city-states ablaze with the fires of war, descended upon Qysar Plaza before the imperial palace of Shoonach, and