"Which of those two flying dragons is the enemy?" Leon raised his sword and quickly confirmed friend or foe with Lokhak.
"The red one is Azeryan's father transformed!" Lokhak explained to Leon, who seemed to have just returned and was not clear about the situation.
But his words paused, and the next moment his voice became extremely violent: "The other dragon is ridden by that old undead bastard, Aviout!!"
The hatred engraved in his soul made the Red Knight's voice sound like a death-fetching demon, and the mist around the black sword in his hand rose violently like flames.
The warmth instantly left Leon's gaze as he looked in that direction.
The blood feud of the original owner, Lokhak's blood feud, Azeryan's blood feud, even the hundreds of thousands of slaughtered residents of Rolannar....
