"Tristan, we need your help. We need you to create another diversion. Now on the Palace. The King's Guard locked down the Palace, making it impossible to escape. Please confirm if you receive this." Lady Ayana's radio message's tone was calm. Still, if anything, it did not reduce the sense of urgency Tristan felt about the massage.
Amid the hot pursuit, Tristan's mind wandered about Lady Ayana's radio message.
'Can I help them?' He thought, slightly doubting himself.
The Crimsonfires behind him were gaining distance as he was distracted by the message for a few seconds.
The thunderous shrieks and the blast sounds were mixing as the beasts flew closely over the forest. The beasts' path now left a trace of destroyed or burned trees.
