Panting!
The gusting wind whipped by, and a series of sharp piercing noises came from afar. Orianna turned her head to look, and just caught sight of a swath of red monsters.
Yaya, recognizing those mutant flying dragons, grabbed the dragon's reins and brought the departing Flying Dragon Squadron to a halt.
She stared at the distant mutant flying dragons and involuntarily chuckled:
"We've got them. Killing these mutant flying dragons could earn us at least 300,000 Gold Coins each."
Hearing her, Orianna also blinked in anticipation.
She too wanted to see what the aerial battle would be like.
Carlisle City.
Viscount Larry, rather disheveled, watched a large group of monsters flying away and instinctively frowned.
He wasn't sure why they were retreating at the critical moment of the battle, but he had a vague sense of foreboding.
"Could it be that they are gathering their forces to attack..."