The dirt from the surface, flew off Jared's feet landed as he landed on the palace wall. "Some defense." The tyrant chuckled. The wall that surrounded the Aisle of Thunder's was said to be the greatest defense of the realm of water dragons, its purpose was protecting the royal palace from invasion. Yet here he stood, covered in the blood of his enemy overtaking the palace. His intermediate auburn mane hit his shoulders, sweat rolled from his broad neck. The tyrant, though feared by many of his races was rather handsome. Despite being covered in blood at the moment, Jared wore a rugged sash, his chest was bare burrowed outward and on his feet were leather sandal boots. His appearance was that of a twenty six year old male, but in truth he was exactly a few hundred years old. This was considered young among the dragon race. Yet, he had accomplished more in his short time, than some of the elder dragons. This was what made him fearsome to all and not only his own race. Moving through the sea of armed guards, the tyrant king raised his swords, one in each hand, preparing himself for battle. The assemblages of guards began rushing towards him. "I would usually consider this unfair, but what the hell." He flashed a cocky smile that infuriated his enemies, causing them to all come at him at once with blind hatred. Jared yelled and dashed towards the men, cutting many down as he charged. Abruptly the soldiers of the fire realm began to surround the remaining palace guards, and joined the battle.
As the tyrant figured the battle was in the palm of his hand, he yanked pieces of metal, along with spears from his built frame, but one of the palace guards hurdled from the ledge of the wall transforming into a huge sapphire dragon while Jared was not paying attention. Jared gazed up announcing to his soldiers of the dragon while sprinting to the nearest tower as the Dragon swooped down snapping at him. Taking cover, he peeked over noticing a chain lying under the bridge, Jared waited for the right moment, then jumped out, tumbling he clutched the chain, but didn't realize that it was hooked into the wall. Which this resulted in him falling flat on his back, knocking the wind from his lungs. Gasping, he soared to his feet the sound of the Dragon's screech caused Jared to glance over his shoulder, pulling the chain tightly, he regarded the chain. The expression on his aspect was questioning the stupidity of his actions, taking a moment he thought about his next actions already regretting them. Jared sprinted towards the Dragon, the tyrant ran vertically along the nearest wall beside the giant beast. When it snapped at him, Jared leaped over the Dragons mouth. He repeated this process over until the chain was wrapped around the Dragon's snout, allowing Jared to amputate its head using his sword. The sound of victory filled the air, the battle had been won, once Jared deteriorated the guards the tyrant ordered them to be locked away swiftly before they could recover and attack once more. However the tyrant proceeded to enter the palace, he had business with the king Leririd.
As he entered the throne room, more royal guards attempted to stop him, but the cocky bastard pushed them to the ground and continued. King Leririd, stood up from his throne demanding to know why he attacked them, but the cocky bastard strolled up to the king and forced him down. His face was hard, his posture was held refined and strong, this was his game face for when he plotted his evil intentions. Jared's boots pounded on the hard floor. The room stood silent with the echoing of his feet filled the well-lit chamber. He walked straight towards the throne. Jared used the arms of the chair to support his body weight as he turned his posterior around and sat in the King's throne. Disrespectfully throwing on a log over the arm while slouching, he glanced towards the herded Royals. "I will give you two choices." The tyrant King spoke, his eyes staring down the prince, but its the tyrant's words were meant for them all," If you do not come up with a conclusion within 5 minutes I will kill the entire Kingdom, Which is a shame. It took me a very long time to overtake it." The prince seemed to have this angry, he looked like a child, while the King and Queen appeared concerned. Jared pulled out a small dagger to clean under his nails, "You have four minutes." He told them. King of Fire gave the Royals their choices, either the King and Queen die and he ruled over the realm of water, or they willingly came to the realm of fire where they would be treated with respect and dignity.
His people will conclude them as a loyal guest to discuss warfare. "You now have eight minutes and twenty-four seconds." He looked up to see their reactions. The dear prince had a raspberry color to his face, the King stood proud and strong holding his Queen. Suddenly the tyrant king noticed quite a beautiful creature in the corner, his guards were surrounding this poor creature. He arose from the throne in a sense of seeing who she was. Jared strolled over to her and as he invaded her personal space, he began to circle her. She was young and beautiful, her raven hair that smelled of sunshine and blossoms. He took note of her slender figure and piercing blue eyes. The tyrant king wanted her for himself the moment he saw her. "Who are you?" Jared commanded the question. He towered over her, for he was much taller compared to the girl.