Arkhen flew out of the Warring Meadow and indeed saw an army.
But the only danger he had was from those two 5th Ring powerhouses, and he wanted to fight that danger.
"That's him!"
"Prince Kale, that guy's face matches the picture."
Everyone's gaze was directed at Arkhen as he floated in the air.
"Commander, capture him alive if possible. I want to bring it to my mother," Prince Kale said.
The muscular bald man wearing dark red armor and a long and powerful spear in his hand nodded before narrowing his eyes at Arkhen.
*swoosh!*
A pair of wings materialized behind him before he disappeared from his location and flew towards Arkhen.
'Nice, I am faster in speed than that 5th ring powerhouse,' Arkhen thought after seeing that speed. 'Unless he didn't fly at his full speed.'
[My lord. Let me scan the area as I feel some malicious gazes locked on you from the ground].
'Alright.'
