Everywhere Thirteen looked, only flames and carnage could be seen.
The flag he had planted beside him fluttered amidst the mayhem, standing tall and proud.
A few minutes later, the screech of a hawk reached his ears, which made him glance in a certain direction.
'He's there,' Thirteen thought. 'But, he's still too far.'
Vassago had finally pinpointed Arundel's location, but he was ten miles away from the center of his formation.
Knowing the Majin Prince's nature, the seven-year-old knew that if he wanted to lure the beast to his trap, he needed to entice it first.
The question was… how?
Arundel would only take action once he was certain that victory was a hundred percent his.
Having thought of this, Thirteen immediately started analyzing, thinking what could potentially threaten a Majin Prince, when he was the most powerful being in the Valbarra Archipelago at the moment.
