You don't mess with the drake

As the drake raced on, Jolthar's mind turned to the task ahead. The Emperor's decree demanded 300 men, but Jolthar had no intention of sending anyone else to their deaths. He would handle this himself, as he always did. His drake was more than a match for any Chittera, and his knashii had tasted the blood of countless enemies. But Godeylet was not just a battlefield; it was a place filled with enemies in and out.