He was sitting on his great throne, imposing, an autoritarian look on his face, lightened by the environmental grim as, inside, he felt empty for what he ordered and what he knew was done because of him. But he had to stay with his look: he was a King, after all. And even if what he ordered was immoral and against every form of honor, he had to do it... He had to do it for his people, for his species. He had to do it to end this bloody war, the Apes had enough deads and victims because of those horrible Dragons! How many children were orphans, how many fathers lost their son, how many families broke because of them! And a Purple Dragon would have been their end...

 They don't know how monstrous they've been to them during all those years... They don't know how his species suffered because of them... They know nothing! Nothing but the blood of the Apes, nothing but that irresistible lust of killing and exterminate his breed!

 And he saw them. Yes! He saw them acting in a battle! He saw how cruel some of them could be! He caressed his glass eye, remembering everything, remembering how he lost it...

He could barely see a thing into the battle, his two swords at his hands, his fur very sweaty. He coughed by inhaling some dust and dodged dragons claws at the last second before attacking and killing his ennemy. That's when he saw his brother, close to him, his back on the ground, under an orange Dragon. This last one put one of his paws higher in the sky, ready to strike and kill. His brother turned his head and saw him. He lift up one of his swords, ready to hit the dragon, refusing this fate for his brother!

“Noo!” he shrieked.

But the claws of the Dragon, who saw him, already began to made the fluid movement, slashing his brother's life off, just as his eye...

 He closed his hand into a fist and hit the armrest of his throne, rage burning inside of him, having in head one word for that: vengeance.

 Since that day, Gaul never hated more that Dragon who was, he learned it later, Ignitus.

 Then, earing the footsteps coming closer into his palace, he remember what he did and hated himself for the attack he ordered on the Temple. Destroy all the eggs, he remember saying to his general, but remember to keep one. We have to free the Dark Master. Meanwhile, I am gonna do the distraction at the other side of the Temple. Their forces will be divided so they will be weaker. Join me at my throne room once you finished your mission.

 And, Malefor... He trusted him. Oh yes he trusted him so much! He was the only Dragon who actually deserved his respect. After all, he was the only Dragon to protect the Apes, many years ago. And he was the only one who taught them the art of magic and cristals just as some weak points in a dragon, which was very useful for the next battles. Without him, his species would be extinct long ago. That's why he trusted him: he was a savior, a hero without any default except pride; he was the one Dragon who knew the true nature of his kind. And that's why he swore allegiance to him.

 Then, the Ape appeared. Everything in him looked military. He went in front of Gaul and kneeled before him.

 “Ah! Welcome back, Atior”, said the King. “So, I guess you did it.”

 “Yes, Majesty, the mission was a complete success. We destroyed all the eggs.”

 “All?”

 “No. We saved one, as you wished. And I kept it far from the others so the egg is now safe and...”

 He clapped his hands two times and two other Apes came, holding a coushion which, on it, was a sombre egg. A Dragon egg.

 “... now, it is your.”

 Gaul got up from his throne and went close to the egg before finally taking it into his two large hands. He examined, silencious, the entire egg. He carressed everything, appreciating its smoothness. He smiled, satisfied, and turned his head into the Atior's direction before saying:

 “Atior, you are upgraded. I am proud of you... and our Master, when he will come back, will be proud of you too.”

 “Thank you, Majesty.”

 He put back the egg on the cushion before, then, asking to pose this last right next to his throne so he would have it under his watchful eyes all the time. If he wanted that egg to not be broken as the others, he will have to be alert: some of the Apes were having a hatred so enormous against the Dragons that what he was doing was a sacrilege. Some of them didn't even wanted the return of Malefor. It was simple: no Dragon is an allie of the Apes, for them, even Malefor. And, thankfuly, he was here as a King to calm down some of their destructive passions, to calm down any revolt's attempt. He was the kind of loved King because he always acted for his own specie and he had the trust of most of his people. And that was an advantage on the situation. Hey! Maybe the Dragon will help some of them to get used to the fact that a Dragon doesn't necessary means an ennemy and that it can be a precious ally too!

 He sat down on his throne once again after that, a smile full of hope drawed on his face...