The night had not come yet and dusk was fast approaching. The sky was no longer blue in color but instead almost resembled that of Ryona's hair. Standing with his back facing the horizon of the sun, his black hair fluttered. The absolute domineering aura that he exuded off of his will was straining the other powers.
Lyon crossed his arms as he faced the fleet with a smirk on his face before he nodded up.
Seeing the signal, not even the archer could react before the huge birds themselves flapped away. With one single stroke of their wings, the huge birds each went to their designated gate of the world. The sudden acceleration caused the archers to grabbed their thick feathers in order not to lose balance with one hand but their ears could hear the fluttering papers in their other hand.
Lyon smiled as he turned around, disregarding the huge movement that soon alerted the multi-worlds he looked at the sun setting with his hand behind his back.
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