It’s Not Too Late Yet

At Helion Kingdom

"Hah! I knew there was something special about that royal bloodline of Ebodia!!! No wonder the dragon king's soul chose the prince of Ebodia as its host. He's just perfect!" Devon beamed with a maniacal laugh.

Abruptly, his expression darkened, and he raised his hand as if he was strangling someone. The sorceress not far from him suddenly floated as she struggled to breathe.

"You incompetent bitch! You took months crafting that spell to cause chaos in Valcrez but looked at what you've done!! It all went futile! Not only did you fail in your task, but you've also alerted them of the danger coming their way ahead. They've gone into complete lockdown! So tell me how to continue from here?!"

"Master, allow me to handle Valcrez, I for one know inch of that kingdom, having grown up there. I have spies planted  everywhere and-"