"Damn it! Why are the reinforcements from the Northern Gate City not here yet?"
The Firebull Governor fumed furiously. Firebull City was almost in ruins—the dragons had almost melted the entire city. Today, for the first time, Firebull City was on the verge of extinction, and the Firebull Governor felt powerless to stop it.
Maybe if he was a Sequence Three Lord, things would have been different.
Now he could only pray that the reinforcements arrive on time, or else all his life's work would go down the drain.
...
Meanwhile, Zarek and his group finally managed to spot the Firebull City in the distance.
Zarek stood on top of the carriage roof, his eyes narrowed to slits, watching the scene in front of him.
The Firebull City seemed to be burning.
Even from here, he could notice dozens of large shadows hovering over the Firebull City, raining firestorms.
Jasmine realized something very terrible had happened and cried out loudly, "Father...!"
