"Stop right there! Who the hell are you?"
A voice rang out from atop the city wall. The speaker looked like he might be from the dragonkin—his eyes locked onto them with a predator's focus.
He didn't seem all that powerful himself, but the bow in his hands was a different story. It radiated a fierce, domineering energy.
Probably forged from Umbral Abyss materials. Nothing else would give off that kind of pressure.
Ethan's lips curled into a strange, almost amused smirk. A glowing orb of light formed in his hand—and without hesitation, he hurled it forward.
Caught completely off guard, the dragonkin took the hit square in the chest. The blast knocked him clean off the wall.
Just as Ethan was about to charge through the gate—
Boom.
A sudden, terrifying surge of power erupted right in front of him.
Two figures stepped out from the shadows of the gate, their presence heavy and dangerous.
