She glanced at Thorne, and all at once took a deep breath.
"Roar...!"
The surging flames exploded outward as Yaya swept across fiercely, covering the frenzied plants outside the city walls.
The dragon breath, imbued with terrifying destructive power, combined with the fueling impact, set thousands of the crazed plants ablaze in an instant.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The flames of destruction soared more than 10 meters high in an instant.
The scorching light greedily consumed the bodies of all the plants, twisting their forms and burning them to ash.
When Yaya turned around, against the backdrop of the soaring flames behind her, she left an incredibly deep impression on the brave and skilled Catachang people.
Unable to help himself, Thorne swallowed hard and, seeing Matthew descend from Yaya's back, promptly called out in his halting Common Tongue:
"Respected Spellcaster, Greetings from Catachang Post No.46, we are still upholding our mission!"
