"I see. Then it seems the enemy's plan is already flawed from the start. You see, they are sending an army of a hundred wyverns toward us.
The issue is that they lack information and don't know I am a dragon. Now, seeing the information you gave me, it simply means my presence will take control of them," Silva said.
"Sadly for them, they are up against one of the most powerful dragon races," Kratos said.
"Well, that will be all, Kratos. You can head back and continue what you were doing," Silva said and dismissed him. Kratos bowed his head and flew away.
Silva focused back on his meal, eating slowly and waiting for the enemies.
After thirty minutes, the enemy arrived within range. Silva smiled and transformed into his dragon form. He shot into the air, far above the clouds.
He flew toward the enemies who had just entered the border.
He got there but flew far above them so they could not see him. He flew in circles, watching them.
