Shamara was one thing, but the giant dragons required caution from the adjutant, because their flying dragons were a type of dragon beasts, and the giant dragons held a bloodline suppression over them; just seeing a giant dragon, let alone confronting it, having the ability to maintain stable flight was already quite good.
Furthermore, even if the flying dragons were trained and mustered the courage to attack the giant dragon, they were not a match for it.
The adjutant turned to glance back, his gaze fell on a floating magic carriage that was in the rear. It was a carriage without wheels that could hover in the air. The carriage was shaped like a cobblestone, wider in the middle and thinner at both ends, round and smooth.
Four griffins were pulling the carriage, flying at a slightly higher altitude than most of the flying dragons, smoothly and gracefully.
