Alister strode through the halls of his castle, his long silver hair gleaming beneath the amber lights overhead.
His horns were fully out, while his slit pupils were sharp and focused. He was dressed regally in black and gold attire, fastened with golden buttons, a black shoulder cape resting lightly against his back as he moved.
His steps carried him to the towering doors of the throne room. As he approached, the massive doors slowly creaked open.
Every dragon within the chamber immediately lowered their heads, one after another sinking to their knees in reverence.
Behind him, Terra quietly peeled away from his shadow and took her place beside the other Archi-Voids. She then lowered herself to her knees as well.
Flanking Alister's throne stood Cinder. As he ascended the steps toward his seat, she turned to him, a faint smile appearing on her face. Alister met her gaze and returned the smile before continuing onward to claim his throne.
