Roger suddenly noticed.
In the sky above the subarong family's Castle.
An old man wearing a battle skirt and a bare upper body had appeared out of nowhere.
The muscles on the old man's upper body were strong, and his veins were bulging like earthworms.
He clenched his fists.
He placed his hands on his waist and pressed the back of his hands against his waist.
His feet stepped in the air, constantly changing his pace, as if he was dancing an ancient dance.
Following his silent movements ...
The kilt Warriors on the beach also moved.
Their movements were neat and their steps were in sync.
Although there was no sound.
But looking at their actions ...
Roger heard a faint Warsong.
In a daze.
He seemed to have heard a series of dense drum beats.
Then, there was a deafening battle cry!
The next second.
It was as if all the blood in his body had been ignited.
An impulse to tear off his clothes and dry himself emerged in his heart!
..
