Dyva scoffed. This unicorn king was not in his best state anymore. Blood painted his fists, and his cheeks had dust and cuts. Even his supposed regal stance was tainted with saved stumbles. Fenris was clearly exhausted after fighting Adeen.
To think about Adeen, Dyva figured something else happened. There was no way their king would retreat without a reason. He didn't even show up as a leviathan.
No matter. If Adeen wanted him to have the honor of killing this unicorn, he wouldn't squash it. His entire image turned into black light, exploding into the huge leviathan they saw from outside. The prominent white skull pattern glared down at Fenris. "Death? Show me."
"Take everyone away. Give me space," Fenris said to the next highest-ranking knight to his left. Someone else was commanding the Black Smoke Corps with Sir Heinz injured and unconscious. It didn't help that Sir Xia was on the surface while Sir Angelo was away from them.
