Hidaer stood resolutely on the deck of the warship, his fierce gaze locked on the formidable figure of In'zer, the Second Grade Inferno Hawk. The creature loomed above them, its wings spread wide, radiating a scorching heat that distorted the air around it.
"In'zer," Hidaer called out, his voice steady despite the chaos surrounding them. "Your aim to impede our advance will not succeed."
The Inferno Hawk let out a guttural caw, filled with contempt.
"You are merely delaying the inevitable, Sandstorm! You think you can stop us? Kizan now belongs to the Beasts, and you are all heading to your deaths!" Its voice was thunderous, echoing across the sky as the flames flickered menacingly in its eyes.
Hidaer narrowed his brow.
"You're delusional," he replied coldly.
