Eoin clicked his tongue.
"Too bad, isn't it? We are of dragon blood, but we don't have wings. I really want to grow wings even just once. It must be fun to fly in the sky and slash them one by one," said Eoin quietly.
The middle-aged man darted forward and raged in the middle of the opposing army, alone. The blue light from his
[Eoin Euclase? To think he appeared and helped in this war. He's pretty good, too] Liam muttered, realizing how Eoin managed to keep up with his and Heath's speed.
Heath was silent. This was not the time to reveal his secret to his brother-in-law. More than that, he was sure Liam had not shown everything he had. He must have deliberately restrained himself a little because of his body condition.
Heath knew because Liam still looked like he could rampage like this for a few more days. He looked relaxed and his speed hadn't slowed down at all.
