Michael escaped the blazing flames by sneaking out through the back of the commanding tent. He rushed outside and found the exact location of the Twin Lions.
It was not difficult to find them since their roars could be heard throughout the camp's center.
They didn't seem pleased seeing Michael and began to utilize their Soultraits at once.
The left Lionheart's mane turned pitch-black as if all light had been taken away, while the right Lionheart's mane turned white. It exuded a faint shimmering light.
By utilizing their Soultraits, the Twin Lions' flames began to change as well. The Black Twin's flames turned dark like the abyss, while the White Twin's flames changed into a dazzling white tone.
'This seems more troublesome than the memories showed,' Michael could only think.
He frowned deeply, but he didn't hesitate to initiate an attack. He kept utilizing the Siltang Bow and released a few energy-condensed arrows.
