Kadyn squinted as the bright rays of the sun fell into his eyes as he tried to look at the figure, almost blinding him. Though he cared little about it at the moment, his gaze was fixed on a shadow that flapped its vast wings, rushing towards the Avibria City.
"All the archers, be ready to shoot!" a shout came from up ahead. Kadyn looked and realised that it was Barret, commanding. At the very front were the soldiers with the crossbows; behind them were ordinary archers and at their backs stood people with javelins in their hands, ready to throw them at any moment, looking at the approaching calamity with terror-stricken eyes. But they still held their weapons as tight as they could with their trembling hands.
