The Black Fang Tribe Chief, Larzak, looked into the Lizardmen troops he had prepared, several hundred of them composed these troops, which were all being forced to fight by the orders of the Scaled God, who desired blood and souls for his wicked goals. He had given everybody a ”gift ” and also many ”strong allies ” although such gifts and strong allies were beings made of pure darkness, an abyssal chaos that they couldn ’t possibly comprehend well, which only made them grow scared of what they were.

The lizardmen were being mildly forced, although many were still driven by revenge, as they wanted to avenge their people that died against these people from this Duchy and also the rest of the Kingdom. Many of them were expecting to impale some heads, and were mostly all quite the wicked warmongers, Larzak had chosen these ones as they seemed to be the most likely to agree to the Scaled God orders, lacking a lot of self-awareness.

Larzak ’s expressions seemed bitter though, he had been forced to make his men fight for something he didn ’t even cared for. He had always been seeking the prosperity of his people, and to survive against the powerful monsters that roamed the jungle, but now that the Scaled God govern over them and even their threat that unified them before, the monsters were all being hunted so easily by this entity, there was nothing else the warriors could really do other than obey this dragon and do as he said… and what he said was their rule, and their law.

_{Visit ʟɪɢʜᴛɴᴏᴠᴇʟᴘᴜʙ.ᴄᴏᴍ, for the best no_vel_read_ing experience}

All lizardmen somehow innately obeyed and praised dragons, for some reason this race was programed this way for whoever actually created them in this world, although strong enough lizardmen were bale to fight against this strange sense of encroachment that they were attacked with when they saw a dragon, many of them were unable to do so, and would often feel assaulted by it as they tried to make any sense of these feelings they were having within their own hearts and minds… Larzak was powerful and intelligent, and he was able to see through this dragon ’s malice, it was not a virtuous god, but a monster beyond their comprehension… someone they should had never awoken from his slumber, but it was too late now, and they were all below his mercy. Not even Larzak in all his strength could even do a thing.

The lizardmen gathered as these monstrous black slimy creatures walked with them, some had already parasitized their hosts, jumping over them and transforming into armors others fused themselves with weapons and turned them into cursed weapons, and others merged with many monster carcasses and turned into abominable chimeras that obeyed the lizardmen, becoming their mounts… what was happening now was something Larzak had never seen before