The sound of things breaking reverberated inside the room as the Dragonkin Prince threw, and smashed every piece of furniture that he could get his hands on.
"Damn it! Damn it!" Prince Aurelion cursed loudly. "I'll kill you! I swear I'll kill you, Zion Leventis!"
The Crown Prince of the Dragonkin Race never hated anyone as much as he hated Zion.
This was the first time in his life that he had tasted such a one-sided defeat, making him lose face to the leaders of the Jinns that he had ridiculed.
The look of disdain, and contempt in Prince Zepharion's face was still vivid in his mind, which further made the anger in his chest burn brighter.
If not for the fact that he was afraid that the Garuda Army would fight them to the death if he killed their Prince, he might have already snapped Prince Zepharion's head to vent out his anger and frustration.
But, it wasn't only him.
