The crowd was stunned into dead silence. Even Kent's pets paused, their eyes locked onto their final prey, waiting for a signal from their master.
Above, the baby dragon circled the arena with joyful cries, its small but powerful body almost dancing in the air. Some were more entranced by the dragon's strength than Kent's.
"Did you see that? That dragon is like a wild god!" Someone muttered.
"And that Phoenix, This is no ordinary beast fight. He brought an army from the heavens." Another uttered.
The silence broke, and the whispers turned into shouts.
"He's a Grim Reaper!" one of the Royal family members in the private room uttered with a deep look.
"This is what King Ragnar brought to the Trident Summit—a wild card! He's going to reshape the battlefield!" Another voice bellowed from the royal balcony.
