There was no need to fill the five clan leaders in on the situation. If Damien called them out, it meant it was time to fight. Although this time, it seemed the fight would be far fiercer.
"Brat…you broke through?" The White Dragon King finally noticed. The aura coming from Damien was so faint that he almost brushed over it.
Damien nodded lightly. "Mm, but we can talk about that later. For now, we fight!"
There were too many enemies coming at them already. While mental transmissions only took an instant to exchange, Damien was itching to rush ahead. The White Dragon King could easily feel the blazing inferno of fighting spirit coming from his body, so he let the matter rest as well.
After all, the thought of his junior catching up to him wasn't pleasant. His fighting spirit inadvertently erupted at the thought!
Without hesitation, Damien and his team charged at the incoming horde.
