In the midst of the chaos and flames, Baron Rutherford stood atop a building watching it all happen.
A little smile could be seen on his face as his plan had succeeded. Silverleaf belongs to him!
Flap! Flap!
The sound of flapping made him lift up his eyes, but even his eyes could only see a golden flash, and in the next moment, golden flames rained from the sky, pulverizing rebels who were assaulting civilians.
Upon seeing the golden lion, which has four wings, long golden horns, and dragon-like claws, Baron Rutherford's eyes widened to the limit.
"What is that?!"
A Rebel standing below him exclaimed, his arms trembling as he watched the dragon-like creature breathe flames.
"Change of plans. We're leaving this town."
Baron Rutherford said suddenly. He jumped down, running towards the stables as fast as his legs could take him.
