Kragg Skullbreaker looked out across the flat lands from the confines of his mech. This war had been costly to the Drakoshi. Heavily so. The humans had put up more resistance than usual.
As things stood, the most populated clan on the planet was Emoth, naturally, but Dinnac was second. That's how dire things were. Oizik's entire clan in this region of space was on this rock and Dinnac were now the second most powerful Drakoshi force on the planet.
It made sense though. Kragg knew why only his clan had succeeded where others had failed.
His quirk.
For months he has been following the death omens. Withdrawing when he felt the looming of death and attacked with viscous brutality that made even Emoth war leaders shocked and impressed.
He had been playing the game. Looking powerful, looking like he was a reckless oaf. But he wasn't. Dinnac were not like the others. Their lives were valuable, not to be thrown away unless necessary.
