Nobody interrupted him for even a second, and Adrian ended up engrossed with the book.

“Nadine is going to die.”

“Draco is going to go missing.”

“Mya is going to leave Wyvern Peak.”

“The ten battle warriors will die gruesome deaths.”

“Millions of valiant soldiers from Dragon Peak shall rise up.”

There were countless more prophecies and countless more insults.

It was as if Hannibal was laughing at Wyvern Peak, or even cursing them. Or perhaps, he was trying to bring it up to greater height