The black eagle moved closer. Its sharp eyes became even sharper. When it got closer to the ground, the flap of its wings instantly sent away dry leaves and dust.
"Sir …." Namara called out to Eros. She felt restless. If Eros was defeated then she would also suffer the consequences. Leor definitely wouldn't let her go like that.
"Retreat further," Eros ordered in a deep voice.
Namara glanced at Leor. The man glared at her. Finally, Namara lowered her head and immediately stepped back.
The black eagle shot towards Eros. Its sharp claws swung trying to scratch its opponent.
Eros slashed his wand. When the stick collides with the claw, nothing happens. Both are equally strong. The claw only managed to scratch the surface of the stick.
The black eagle was offended that the stick turned out to be so strong. It again attacked Eros with more claws. Its massive body moved around until it shook the ground.