The Skycrawler, nearing the vast lands of the Inferna Continent, prepared for its descent.
Behind them, the 100 Dreadwings, which had been their protective escort, had to cease their accompaniment, leaving the ship to continue alone.
Leonidas, gazing out through the window at the departing Dreadwings, expressed his concern and frustration, "Oh devils... We felt so safe with them around and were able to repair our ship in peace. Now we are going to be alone in the land of those arrogant draconians."
Caelum, stepping up beside him, chuckled lightly, trying to lighten the mood, "At least we aren't going to get killed the moment we land. Our king should be the one worrying, not you. He is the one who is going to take on whatever challenges they throw forward for our sake."
Leonidas sighed and nodded in agreement, "You are right. He has it tough, and he is so young. I don't know how he is able to maintain his cool."
