Chapter 645: Bending the Knee

Behind the Little Mouse, warriors of many races wore stormy expressions. They shook their heads in helpless denial, pain etched across their faces. Given the Lizard King's strength, this human fighter was sure to lose. If he fell, months of hard-won gains would be swept away like sand in the tide. The thought chafed at them. Were they really about to hand over the territory they had bled for? But it had been the Little Mouse's decision. Over the past few months, his authority was ingrained in every...