A day later, at the palace in Westrington!
The weather was great, and the sun shone brightly.
The flags around the palace flapped in the air; there was a festive celebration in the main hall.
Thousands of seats had been set up in the main hall. The officials were seated accordingly; they had smiles on their faces, and they looked respectful.
Donoghue was in a dragon robe; he smiled as he sat on the dragon throne.
That was right; it was Donoghue's official enthronement day. He deliberately held it in the main hall and invited all the officials; he also announced it to the world so that everyone could join the celebration.
At that moment, the officials stood up as they toast to Donoghue.
"Your Majesty, congratulations on ascending the throne."
"All hail His Majesty! Your Majesty, you are fated to become the emperor and bring more blessings to Westrington."
"Let your humble servants toast you…"
The congratulatory greetings from the officials continued to echo in the hall. Donoghue felt delighted. He lifted his glass, chuckled, and said, "Great, great! This smooth transition to the throne is all thanks to you, my fellow officials. Your hard work has not gone unnoticed. So let's drink and be merry today!"
Buzz!
"Donoghue, come out and receive your death sentence!"
They heard an angry roar echoed from the sky!
The officials and the palace guards shuddered at the sound of the roar as they looked in the direction of that voice!
They were bewildered at what they saw!
They noticed a colossal figure up in the sky!
It was a huge beast—about 50 meters long. Its entire body was purple-colored, it looked as ambiguous as a tiger, and it had wings on its back. There were also lightning bolts all around its body!
It was a fierce beast that was as famous as the Azure Dragon and White Tiger—Rocky!
A man with sharp, cold facial features stood on Rocky—it was Darryl!
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