Just as the other Tree Masters were struggling to fend off the invasion of the monsters, Cicarius was leading his First Company of warriors into the forest. Behind them, they had just killed a group of Griffins, and they did not even let the eggs they had just laid off.
"We're almost ten kilometers away from here. Let's turn around."
As he spoke, he pointed his blade towards the distance. The warriors of the First Company did not say anything else and turned to move towards the direction that he was pointing at.
As they were moving forward, a Green Dragon that was soaring in the sky looked towards the Astarts in the forest.
"The Griffins were actually killed by them? Although the Griffins aren't strong, a group of them is still a threat. A group of them gathered together can kill a group of young adults. How could they kill a group of them?"
