Another easy victory.
Facing enemies stunned in battle, Alger never missed a chance, but he felt no joy in killing them. Even the giant eagle beneath him let out a low, mournful cry.
Alger looked down at the spot where Nelly had fallen and said calmly,
"Eagle, I told you, we're just after our own masters. The old Alger died long ago."
"Nelly... she should have understood that."
Without a moment's mourning for his fallen friend, who he had just killed with his own hands, Alger rode his giant eagle back into the battlefield.
"Eagle, continue fighting."
But the skirmish was nearly over. The novice wyvern knights couldn't withstand the seasoned Eagle Guards, presenting a one-sided battle.
"Watch me roast them!"
"Triple kill!"
"Going crazy, killing spree."
"Don't steal my kills, I'm maxing out my contribution today!"
