It had never encountered such an existence...
Rogel, so unique...
It seemed to ponder for a while before speaking again, and this time, its tone carried an unprecedented solemnity.
Taking a deep breath, the enormous body of Duntemolin gathered itself and spoke in a deep voice.
"...I, Clan Leader of Dragon Village, descendant of the Giant Dragon Ancestor Necrodon—Duntemolin Talekvis, hereby represent the collective will of all dragons in Dragon Village. Let the blazing sun in the sky and the sea outside the island bear witness, as I swear to the Dominator of the Black Tide, Rogel..."
"Dragon Village will follow your will, treading in your footsteps, until... the end of the world."
With the completion of Duntemolin's steady and solemn words, it slightly bowed its dragon head toward Rogel.
This was an oath of the followers, a vow of the dragons.
