Three days later, beneath a bewitching night sky, everything looked simply mesmerizing.
Under cover of the enchanting darkness, Orion drove forward his cannon fodder troops and cave spider squads, seizing the opportunity to launch a surprise attack on Stormrage City.
Outside Stormrage City, the earth had been dyed crimson by blood. Bloodline warriors from every race were locked in a fierce, blazing battle.
Screeech!
Orion rode his thunderhawk in a high-altitude circle, gripping a trident in hand, appearing every bit like a primordial Titan god.
"Big Sis, what now?"
Ella glanced up, staring at the thunderhawk and Orion, her expression grim. As a harpy, the sky was supposed to be their domain—and their battlefield. But with Orion astride his thunderhawk, wielding that devastating trident-throwing skill, it felt like going up against a bomber: simply unstoppable.
