Warlock Ch 224. Undead Dragon
Victoria summoned tendrils of blood, the crimson appendages writhing like serpents, ready to slice Seraphis into ribbons.
But Seraphis… he didn't look scared. No, he laughed again, louder this time. "Alone? No… the whistle wasn't for them."
Before anyone could ask what he meant, a thunderous roar split the sky.
- ROOOOOAAAARRRR!
The ground trembled beneath their feet. Cassius's eyes widened as he turned toward the horizon. "That doesn't sound friendly."
Damian followed Cassius's gaze, his heart skipping a beat as he saw a massive shadow approaching from the sky. Each beat of its wings sent powerful gusts of wind rippling across the battlefield. It wasn't just big—it was monstrous.
"Oh, come on…" Damian muttered, complaining.