"I need to think about it!"
With those words, the Thunderhawk flapped its massive wings and soared away from Thunderhawk City.
Orion watched its retreating figure, unbothered by its departure.
Pet Pills were a delicacy for beasts, an irresistible treat. Once they tasted it, they would never forget the flavor. Orion was confident that the Thunderhawk would eventually return on its own.
Not far away, Prophet Onyx and Rendall had been drawn to the scene by the Thunderhawk's powerful aura.
Orion strode toward them and explained what had just transpired.
"Chieftain, you should've killed that Thunderhawk," Rendall said, his tone tinged with regret. "If we had, we might've gained another Alpha-level warrior."
Prophet Onyx remained silent, but it was clear he didn't entirely disagree with Rendall's sentiment.
