Chapter 27

As near-divine apex predators, the three black dragons—dark destroyers of legend—naturally hated being shackled. Even though the restraints were fastened by their own mother, they hissed and roared, twisting and screaming in protest.

"Hiss! Grrr!"

The unsettling and unfamiliar sound instantly alarmed all the masters and slaves—except for the Unsullied standing below the platform. They remained utterly still.