The King had just smirked and pointed him by his left hand with the sword.
"I always knew that this is your weakness."
"All of them is my weakness!"
Makas shouted and his voice was cracked.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Makas!"
Makas immediately turned his eyes around and had seen that some of his trolls are being put in the cage with every fire from the dragon's mouth.
"A firing cage..."
As he whispered and eyebrows had almost attached.
Whenever the dragon released a great fire then the cage was slowly made in every single troll.
Makas couldn't even move for he knows that he cannot do anything to stop the dragon from putting his trolls within the cage. And as he sees, even how much his trolls would do to just get out from the cage they still couldn't for if they move to closer unto the edges, they will surely get hurt because of fire.
"Look at me, Makas!"
