One screen after another flashed in front of Damon, stacking so fast they almost overlapped. He blinked, slightly stunned. "…You really didn't hesitate," he muttered.
The old emperor snorted. "Hesitation is not the mark of a good emperor, son. Now go and win the whole damn thing and come back as a monster, this entire world will tremble before!"
Damon looked up. The emperor was standing straighter now, his earlier exhaustion gone, replaced by something fierce and stubborn. He now understood why this man had ruled the deserts for so long.
Alzara stepped forward and hugged her father again, this time tighter than before. "You better take care of yourself," she said fiercely.
The emperor chuckled and patted her head. "Same to you. If you get hurt even a little, I'll haunt him from the afterlife."
